Living on Lebanese salad, and my room is such a mess, I've been reading more, sleeping less, staying awake fighting the truth, rain turns back to snow. Lacking a best friend and somewhere to place my affection. I need sunshine, I need a tan, I need to forget him, snow turns back to rain.
I want to get on a plane to Arizona and put all your belongings in your car and make you drive home, only stopping for cigarettes and vitamin water.
This awkward gray area of seasons has got me down. It's the third cloudy day in a row, it always gets me.
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i love you so much.
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