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Jun 2014
I guess I'll lay on the floor in your clothes, listen to your favorite music and pretend you're here with me.

Also I'll watch the videos of you singing just so I can hear your stupid voice and listen to that amazing laugh.

I'll look at pictures to remind me of how good it once was, and how happy we once were.


I'm broken without you but you don't care. you have moved on, while I have just stayed here.
Lostbutyoucanfollow
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Lostbutyoucanfollow
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