When is his arms
I feel like nothing can bother me
I feel safe
I forget about all the ********
that filled my head during the day
Everything just shuts out
and all i can think about is him
And as soon as he lets go
all the ******** comes right back
Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 5:15 PM UTC
When is his arms
I feel like nothing can bother me
I feel safe
I forget about all the ********
that filled my head during the day
Everything just shuts out
and all i can think about is him
And as soon as he lets go
all the ******** comes right back
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