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i don't think i'll ever be a good candidate for marriage i'm either getting bored of you or being afraid you'll find something better never happily gripping your arm to steady myself or smiling under the shining moonlight but the pale, soft skin losing all of it's color in the dawn of mess ups or failed attempts to try and establish something worth breathing for
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May 25, 2013
May 25, 2013 at 2:24 PM UTC
now do you see why i don't believe in promises?
i don't think i'll ever be a good candidate for marriage i'm either getting bored of you or being afraid you'll find something better never happily gripping your arm to steady myself or smiling under the shining moonlight but the pale, soft skin losing all of it's color in the dawn of mess ups or failed attempts to try and establish something worth breathing for
alexa-mary
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May 25, 2013
May 25, 2013 at 2:24 PM UTC
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