To the nights I've cried.
To the nights of his attempted suicide.
To the nights of depression.
To the nights of happiness.
To the nights of my lonely woe.
To the nights filled with stress.
To the nights of questioning.
To the nights and days that were the absolute hardest to get through.
To those night.
Thank you for being there.
Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 12:01 AM UTC
To the nights I've cried.
To the nights of his attempted suicide.
To the nights of depression.
To the nights of happiness.
To the nights of my lonely woe.
To the nights filled with stress.
To the nights of questioning.
To the nights and days that were the absolute hardest to get through.
To those night.
Thank you for being there.
My favorite band that's always there when no one else is.
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