Relapse.

[iidiotequee]

Fuck off. I forget about you, then I dream about you. You're absent, then you find your way back to me. I see your dad, and it's all starting over again. You don't understand. I can't sleep until six because of shit like this. I mean, is it my problem? I'm not a hopeless romantic. I'm a fucking unwanted person. I'm more dirt in the wind than I am a

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[anonymous]

"You've drawn me in; congratulations, i'll give you that much, but this isn't the end!
I will always resist, always, despite how great the joyful emotion of love chooses to rise between your giddy heart and my own!"