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Pretty sure if we were to ever hang out in person, I’d look at her like she’s a masterpiece painting

October 15, 2013 (Part 2)

I hate my body. You hate yours. Lets make love to each other so our hatred can create something beautiful.

-Part of my letter to you


I was nothing to you. Why do you still infect my thoughts. You are like a beautiful disease eating away at my soul.



I still wanna go on a cruise to Alaska and see the northern lights