there's a party going upstairs
and thus i locked myself
in the cool base
ment to
cry about
how much i miss
you and how much you
help me feel like a child again
Jun 9, 2013
Jun 9, 2013 at 5:52 PM UTC
there's a party going upstairs
and thus i locked myself
in the cool base
ment to
cry about
how much i miss
you and how much you
help me feel like a child again
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