Even after parting.
We did it as friends with benefits.
To the evil thoughters its that.
To us.
It more.
A friend that will listen.
Even if they don't have to speak.
A friend that will support you.
When so call friends turns from you.
Yes, we're friends with benefits.
And it has nothing to do with that.
Those who think it.
Does so because they can't keep it seperated..
We call each other up out of the blue.
Because we know we'll be headed later to different homes.
When we understand.
It's our choice to be alone.
Sep 11, 2012
Sep 11, 2012 at 11:45 AM UTC
Even after parting.
We did it as friends with benefits.
To the evil thoughters its that.
To us.
It more.
A friend that will listen.
Even if they don't have to speak.
A friend that will support you.
When so call friends turns from you.
Yes, we're friends with benefits.
And it has nothing to do with that.
Those who think it.
Does so because they can't keep it seperated..
We call each other up out of the blue.
Because we know we'll be headed later to different homes.
When we understand.
It's our choice to be alone.
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