why is it that every time I get away from this country I forget about him?
but as soon as I get home my thoughts is all about him?
it's like I've been driving in the rain. after a while I drive under a bridge and the rain is gone. but as soon as I come out on the other side the rain hits twice as hard as before. my mind works this way.
Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 6:10 PM UTC
why is it that every time I get away from this country I forget about him?
but as soon as I get home my thoughts is all about him?
it's like I've been driving in the rain. after a while I drive under a bridge and the rain is gone. but as soon as I come out on the other side the rain hits twice as hard as before. my mind works this way.
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