Honestly, what will become of me? Don't like reality, it's way to clear to me. But really, life is dandy. We are what we don't see. Flames to dust, lovers to friends - why do all good things come to an end?
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Honestly, what will become of me? Don't like reality, it's way to clear to me. But really, life is dandy. We are what we don't see. Flames to dust, lovers to friends - why do all good things come to an end?
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FUCK I'M SCREWED: 20070910 A REASON TO SHAVE MY LEGS EACH MORNING. TO COUNT ON SOMEONE TO TAKE ME DANCING ON FRIDAY, THEN TO CHURCH ON SUNDAY MORNING. EVERY EXPERIENCE THAT GOD GIVES US, EVERY PERSON HE PUTS INTO OUR LIVES, IS THE PERFECT PREPARATION FOR THE FUTURE THAT ONLY HE CAN SEE.
Everything's so blury and everyone's so fake. Everybody's empty, and everything is so messed up. Preoccupied without you, I cannot live at all. My whole world surrounds you - I've stumbled and I've craweled. You could be my someone. You could be my need. You know that I'll protect you from all of the obscene. So I wonder what you're doing. I imagine where you are. There's oceans inbetween us, but that's not very far. Everyone is changing, there's no one left that's real. To make up your own ending, let me know just how you feel.
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