on being alone
And miles from where you are, I lay down on the cold ground, I pray that something picks me up, And sets me down in your warm arms.- Snow Patrol (Set the Fire to the Third Bar)
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She wants love- in your face, brutal reality, curl up together, til the end of time, share your toothbrush even though you don't really want to kind of love.
And he's the kind of guy who just makes sense to her.
1 Comments:
oh my dear, what have we gotten ourselves into?
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