spinning and spinning and spinning. we spin until the sky turns black and our hands are blurs of life and love and pain. spinning spinning. we spin until our feet lose the gravity that holds their chains. we spin until our faces lose expression and our bodies dissolve into the air. we spin and we spin and we spin
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i want you to get better soo bad! and i know that theres not much that i can do to help.. but we should go eat tall cake sundays till are stomachs explode and talk about our days like we were strangers and then we will have a DANCE PARTY. and although its only a temporary solution, itll help to remind us that sometimes a reminder of the past can make up for the upsets of the present and take us into a happy future.
o yea.. and i made you a cd. cuz the band is complete 80s-vibe and i love them to death.. and i think you might like it, cuz it reminded me of you. i will give it to you sometime.. whenever i see you next.
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