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in love,

i am in love with words, and i might be in love with you– can i say that? is it true? there is a heart in red, above words you’ve said about me. i’m not used to this: to knowing … Continue reading

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what do you call deja vu that passes along? there are times when i feel like (often pretty sure that) i’m doing exactly what he used to do to me. well, not exactly. because if it had been him in … Continue reading

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