nostalgic rants? oh, how original.
- i miss baths. my playground.
- not having a single trace of nicotine in my body.
- being tucked in at night.
- You. fuckerrreinogtgjnfjk
i miss you. drinking and galavanting through the city.
following you blindly from bus to bus in a rum-induced happiness.
trust. i miss being close enough to feel your heart beat.
why are you so far away?
i need you.
you feel so close on the phone.
**** distance. take a **** flight from seattle.
i need you here.
where are my cuddles??
dancing. i had such a purpose with each sway of my hips.
remember? my hips could move mountains.
make your mouth drop.
"god, you are so cute."
pavement kisses.
Oct 23, 2013
Oct 23, 2013 at 3:09 PM UTC
nostalgic rants? oh, how original.
- i miss baths. my playground.
- not having a single trace of nicotine in my body.
- being tucked in at night.
- You. fuckerrreinogtgjnfjk
i miss you. drinking and galavanting through the city.
following you blindly from bus to bus in a rum-induced happiness.
trust. i miss being close enough to feel your heart beat.
why are you so far away?
i need you.
you feel so close on the phone.
**** distance. take a **** flight from seattle.
i need you here.
where are my cuddles??
dancing. i had such a purpose with each sway of my hips.
remember? my hips could move mountains.
make your mouth drop.
"god, you are so cute."
pavement kisses.
best friends live too far away
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