You must remember.
Most words aren't real. Most things that your eyes will wonder through are thoughts and thoughts and thoughts,
that I forced into a few meaningless sentences . Nothing is real.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

chills



"Meeting you was fate, becoming you friend was a choice,

but falling in love with you I had no control over that"
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