Thursday, July 8

the story is old, I know

April 10, 3:20 AM

"I miss you. I've been thinking of you all night."


It's shit like this that I miss. waking up to a text that reminds you -- you mean something to someone.
but what I don't miss, is when you meant something, but you didn't mean enough.


Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me

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