i dont want to talk when i'm around him. i dont want to say something stupid, but when he says something it's normally what i'm thinking so i'm upset at the fact that i didnt say it first.
standing out in the alley until two am. i'm not that cold, but all of our breath can be seen from our exhaled lungs.
like me
like me
like me
like me
like me
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