you're a lost art
a shifted memory
and the tip of my tongue.
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Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace. - Eugene O'Neill
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- if you're the one for me, no matter what i forese...
- --i catch colds and eyes but no breaks-- ...
- gathering skeletons.
- this spoke to me.
- what's meant to be, will.
- this is the last time.
- good karma is on my side, and even yours- just no...
- call it off.
- i'll come to you.
- change is not always for the best. --
- early mornings with best friends and former lovers.
- lost art.
- oh what i wouldn't do.
- "while he hated you, i cared about you." you're r...
- our tears are salty, not sweet.
- No matter hows strong i can be, september 17th al...
- you're an asshole. "lol"
- Trials of lipstick and lace
- Eerie.
- COME WHAT MAY .
- cemented.
- change for the worse.
- Regrets.
- months.
- afterski.
- "always wear cute pyjamas. you never know who you...
- i found a new song i know you'd like.
- Beginnings.
- simple.
- i already do.
- one september morning.
- back to school.
- sun. it's in your name.
- The rest will make sense.
- Secret.
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