Re: Say something you wish you could say to their face. -
September 8th 2009, 12:38 PM
Who knew that the boy in french class five years ago who always made me laugh and threw paper in my hair would play such a big part in my life? You've hurt me, a million and one times, and every time I get close to getting rid of you, you appear again. Part of me wants you gone, so I can heal. But most of me, well. I want you. I always have. And I hate myself for it.
If the world is a cold place
Make it your business to start some fires
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