I'm trying... I really am
It's the worst you know... When I dream of you. The kind of dream where somebody loves you and you can literally feel them there. You can taste them as they press there lips against yours. Then you wake and you've never been more alone
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We are bigger on inside, bigger than anouther could ever see, but trying is the point of life so never stop trying... Promise me
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