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soooooooo
yesterday i was intoxicated as fuck at santa cruz and made out with one of my best friends.
she is a very good kisser and i am not upset about this happening.
i'm definitely attracted to girls. whooohoooooo!
you learn something new every day.
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i miss the feel of your lips and your scent on my skin
i miss the look in your eyes that invites me in.
please don't tell me this was never more
than a pleasant way to pass the time;
i'm a mess; i'm a wreck.
i'm afraid.
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burnt-out.
i'm tired of trusting you.
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i need to stop singing.
i'm almost certain i make people hate me when i do. -
hysteria.
sometimes it's absolutely necessary to listen to muse at ridiculously loud volume levels when doing homework.
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if i could tell the truth
"i fell apart in your arms for the last time,
and i felt free to do what i want
because of the things you told me."
if circa survive's new album blue sky noise isn't going to be on the soundtrack to my summer,
i don't know what is.
except maybe paramore's brand new eyes
and paper route's absence.
i feel tired.
i tried to sleep. i promised i would.
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all the girls pose the same for pictures.
all the boys got the same girls' hair.
i am bored cause i feel much older.
look at me, as if i've got a reason to stare.
but you talk so loud
that it calms me down.
you're crying, "let's make a toast!"
she says she's leaving on a sunday, oh.
that leaves me one more night.
can i take you home?
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