It’s time I wrote something that means something. Maybe not to you or anyone you might happen to show this to. But to me, this means something. This is my life, my heart, and my soul
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I love you! And I haven't called because I've had to work like crazy. And I didn't want to call and make idle promises when I knew I couldn't fulfill them.
Don't give up on yourself, after all... you're the only one left when everyone else goes away. :( I know that because I've had to push through giving up myself. I think that right now, we're in a hard spot... Being 19/20 is hard. It's fucking hard. It's hard to to smile and make jokes when really your heart is falling apart inside your chest. I know this because it happens just about every single day.
I love you. And when I come back from London (And I'm not fucking working...) I'll make time for you. I WILL make time for you. And we'll hang out and you can be moody and we'll complain about life because right now, that's what we're good at.
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Don't give up on yourself, after all... you're the only one left when everyone else goes away. :( I know that because I've had to push through giving up myself. I think that right now, we're in a hard spot... Being 19/20 is hard. It's fucking hard. It's hard to to smile and make jokes when really your heart is falling apart inside your chest. I know this because it happens just about every single day.
I love you. And when I come back from London (And I'm not fucking working...) I'll make time for you. I WILL make time for you. And we'll hang out and you can be moody and we'll complain about life because right now, that's what we're good at.
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