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Feb 2010
breathe, please.

summer makes me crazy
(in the best way)

i'll never again be so reckless as i've been,
and that's the truth. a fact.

and so my recklessness, my crazy doesn't scare me.

i feel like i know my limits.

i love. i feel. and i will be okay.
Written by
Bryn-Clarke Worth
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