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it wasn't until i was sitting on the floor of my shower, hyperventilating your name into my hands, that i realized you were the air i struggled to breathe and i wasn't even the dirt under your ******* finger nails.
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 12:36 AM UTC
I Need You
it wasn't until i was sitting on the floor of my shower, hyperventilating your name into my hands, that i realized you were the air i struggled to breathe and i wasn't even the dirt under your ******* finger nails.
briannanana
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 12:36 AM UTC
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