new years, new years, new years
i need a good year.
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- Lack of sleep
- castles made of sand melts into the sea, eventually
- this is ourselves...under pressure!
- "And I will always run my fingers, through your hair"
- cause it's too hard to belong to someone who is gone
- Hey mom, there's something in the back room. I ho...
- this light looks good on you.
- mmmm
- This year's love had better last
- Oh. I was tagged. I don't want to do this, but oh ...
- and to a paaaaarty, a house par-ty.
- [now that i'm coming down, won't you be my solid g...
- Even if I come back, even if I die. Is there some ...
- blahblahblog
- I'm just a fucked up girl who's looking for my own...
- we're so far from where we were
- you want to make the sunrise go back to bed, i wan...
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