Saturday, August 3, 2013

There's a keyboard for French and I wanna fuck for the rest of the revolution and I will follow you to Narnia. You're remembering earlier. I can't take this song and, sadly enough, it's always like this. You're holding you're words and woods to try to tell you'll hold me and call you yours. 
It's all I've wished of and all I've wondered of.  Who plays the symbols at a party? You know how I live, and how I love you until the second that's going to destroy your dreams. It's a serious debrief of humanity that is going to destroy you dreams.  


You wanted it. And then she saw you cry and it might as well have been a splint in the time- space continuum.  Don't.
Don't drink that. 

You're and you've always been too wonderful for me. 

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