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[staryeyeddreams]

There is no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard
And no song that I could sing but I can try for your heart
And our dreams and they are made out of real things
Like a shoebox of photographs with sepia-toned loving
Love is the answer at least for most of the questions in my heart
Like why are we here? And where do we go? And

Comments

[southsecond]

could you two possibly just get married & get it over with, please?

[staryeyeddreams]

Lmao. hahah one year and three months bucko, But if we do get married. trust me, you're comming. i'll get you a yamicka (screwed that sp up.) and all . reppin the jew-b pride. HOLLA.

haha <3