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Jan 2015
i’m seeing the 1975 tonight without you and i am thinking of all the times we talked about this, how i’d buy you a concert ticket if you bought a plane ticket and you said ‘you don’t understand how perfect that would be’ but i do i ******* do and now i have to trust myself not to get lost in the cheering crowd of the mosh pit without your arms there to pull me to safety.
sunday 11th january '15 ~ you sent me a snapchat this morning and i don't know if it was a mistake or not
where the daisies grow
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