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everything could be everything
if only we were older
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11:29 AM, You.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
You are the love of my life. You are venom, the bane of my existence. You are perfection, the Forbidden Fruit - embodiment of all desire. You are brilliance, the light that steals my vision of anything else. You are... my every breath. ![]() |