August 17, 2011
February 5, 2011
September 24, 2010
i just want to wash my hands of this bloody mess
I know we're coming closer to the end of whatever this has been.
When you're 16 you don't know what forever means.
When you are 23 you couldn't be more sorry to say
that after all this growing up together all the good has gone away.
Sometimes the boys that should be yours best friends become strangers with familiar faces.
August 25, 2010
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