"I think I have a new thing for celeberties that wear dark lipstick. Its because of you. How you wear dark red lipstick. I like it."
I wonder if this is one of the things that will haunt him when our fairy tale is over. I can't imagine us being this good forever. I can't imagine deserving so much happiness. I am not meant to be happy or content in life. The struggles I have witnessed, been associated with, were the cause of, been victim to. They have all taught me that everyone leaves and no one forgets.
Dear God, I pray he doesn't leave for a while yet.
Monday, March 4, 2013
Pout
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life,
word vomit
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