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it feels like theres a weight on my chest and i never really knew what to do with my hands when they werent folding myself back into place but lately it seems like my seams are tattering and i dont really know how to sew but its not like you do either. you were never a place holder but suddenly there's a space where you arent anymore and i cant really fix it but call me crazy for the crazy glue and im still trying to stick me back to you.
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Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 4:11 PM UTC
I'm Rubber and You're Glue
it feels like theres a weight on my chest and i never really knew what to do with my hands when they werent folding myself back into place but lately it seems like my seams are tattering and i dont really know how to sew but its not like you do either. you were never a place holder but suddenly there's a space where you arent anymore and i cant really fix it but call me crazy for the crazy glue and im still trying to stick me back to you.
courtney-brandt
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Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 4:11 PM UTC
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