everything is poetic i am waitin and my lines are blurring together i cannot get it together to pull it in and make sense of the whole thing that is my life i am in love for the first time to a boy who has a soul i can feel when he isn't even there.
and of course all i want to do is be in his arms and be free but i cannot even think ofanything else because i cannot get enough of his love like fire or oxygen love you are amazing.
you should all be jealous.
Tuesday
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