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staring up at spot spackled ceilings buried in fifteen dollar sheets tucking toes under lumpy covers and tasting cheap beer on your teeth hiding under dim, midnight lighting and tossing pillows on the floor icy fingers entwined swearing all's fair in love and war making breakfast in baggy t shirts and socks and eating cereal on a faded couch maybe a little bit of day drinking hoping word will never get out blushing when you glance my way and loving every minute regretting every decision we ever made but not changing any of it.
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Sep 29, 2017
Sep 29, 2017 at 7:48 PM UTC
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staring up at spot spackled ceilings buried in fifteen dollar sheets tucking toes under lumpy covers and tasting cheap beer on your teeth hiding under dim, midnight lighting and tossing pillows on the floor icy fingers entwined swearing all's fair in love and war making breakfast in baggy t shirts and socks and eating cereal on a faded couch maybe a little bit of day drinking hoping word will never get out blushing when you glance my way and loving every minute regretting every decision we ever made but not changing any of it.
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Sep 29, 2017
Sep 29, 2017 at 7:48 PM UTC
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