Every broken heart that had ever come to be could've somehow been avoided. It's as if we crawl into the landscape, expecting the worst but hoping for the best. No one yields the signs, yet we always see them coming. It's as if we turn our head to pretend that they don't exist. That all the warnings set before us were really never there to begin
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any time, day or night, you know the number ;o)
(and if you don't i'll remind you what it is, lol)
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