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give me love: not later, not tomorrow, not yesterday but today i'm tired of hiding away to revise myself for you there is no revising left,this is it this is the conclusion i know dear you liked the intro a whole lot more im sorry, ive been chain smoking constant painful inhales, to feel less drownings of anxiety let my blood fill with toxins of alcoholic infatuations another girl; kissing cheek and staring into pale blue eyes the pale blue eyes i got stuck in for six months on a break for revising, isolation from everyone i changed i changed i changed i faked happiness because i was not allowed to be sad i changed i changed i changed i got rid of the addictions all on my own i changed i changed i changed i am doing what makes me happy to impress you i revised it for you, i rewrote myself for you i changed i changed i changed but i did not revise enough, so you found a new one my size my height my hair color my eyes my ******* name; the same name and you took her and left me here with my revisions giving love, later, tomorrow, yesterday, and today to her
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Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 4:49 PM UTC
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give me love: not later, not tomorrow, not yesterday but today i'm tired of hiding away to revise myself for you there is no revising left,this is it this is the conclusion i know dear you liked the intro a whole lot more im sorry, ive been chain smoking constant painful inhales, to feel less drownings of anxiety let my blood fill with toxins of alcoholic infatuations another girl; kissing cheek and staring into pale blue eyes the pale blue eyes i got stuck in for six months on a break for revising, isolation from everyone i changed i changed i changed i faked happiness because i was not allowed to be sad i changed i changed i changed i got rid of the addictions all on my own i changed i changed i changed i am doing what makes me happy to impress you i revised it for you, i rewrote myself for you i changed i changed i changed but i did not revise enough, so you found a new one my size my height my hair color my eyes my ******* name; the same name and you took her and left me here with my revisions giving love, later, tomorrow, yesterday, and today to her
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shaina-dora-cabral
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Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 4:49 PM UTC
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