Restless nights are coming to an end, thoughts of you slowly fade, becoming me once again as I buid myself to become the person I intend.
Feb 24, 2016
Feb 24, 2016 at 3:39 PM UTC
Restless nights are coming to an end, thoughts of you slowly fade, becoming me once again as I buid myself to become the person I intend.
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