Vice grips on the brain. Heavy dream hearts. Cross country trips underneath the eyes that long to see your bed. Home is where the heart is(n’t). Songs that make your veins scream for a breath of fresh air. Let them out to taste the leaves. Turning colors as fast as your affections. Remember when everything made sense? My room’s as messy as
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By the way my smile looks.
So I make faces.
Duh
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trust me.
They both suck.
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and happy birthday. which is kind of a sucky greeting because not all birthdays are happy, but i hope you'll enjoy yourself somehow.
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It totally is Oct. 22
Shit.
I'm older.
Lame.
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:)
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jess.
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