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We are the true part-time lovers and full-time friends.

We're so full of love and secrets, it's too cute. We tell each other everything, but all we ever talk about is ourselves. And how much we mean to each other.

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two things you want to do before you die:

1. Go to outer space.

2. Finding that asshole so we can paint this fucking ugly beautiful earth.

Eeeeek. I can't wait.

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It's a possibility that it's more than a feeling but I'm starting to believe in another theory: I'm not ready.

I feel like a bird. I feel like... rolling down a hill... riding my bike and fall.

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October is nostalgic.

I also hope it rains. Rains like fuck.

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That boy in my dream. That boy came true. How lovely.

And I love the way your hand fits so nicely in mine
And I always screw up, I wonder how you sing to me

Now I'm just wondering... when will that sunset be here?

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She was walking through the night. A car parked in front of a house, thinking it was his. Continue to walk the way she walks, the male in the car said "Excuse me," she stopped to be polite, "My name is Dwayne and I saw you walking... What's your name?"

The young girl wondered. She doesn't know her name.

"Sorry," mumbling, the hint of not wanting to further the conversation. It wasn't the right of time. She started walking again.

"You're afraid? I just thought you were pretty," the male said. The male confused her feelings for fear. Silly.

After the nervousness and panic washed away like sweat from her jog to her apartment... She actually wanted to find the small black vehicle to take back that meaningless apology. She wasn't really sorry. It wasn't her fault that she didn't have a name.

Hi. Are You Awake? by T.R. Muse.

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It tears me apart knowing I'll never be able to hug Thorne.