September 2010
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love is like a spaceship burning up when it hits the atmosphere wishing that for once it might have wised up right and stayed away from here up in outer space where there is no oxygen and nothing makes a sound martians bring canals to bring water and to sail their vessels down
I’ve been a bad friend.
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Do people really change? Or are they just hiding a part of themselves that they never once showed you before.
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