Hopelessly waiting.

Hopelessly waiting.

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welcome to the inside of my mind.

Dear friend, as you know
Your flowers are all withering
Your mother's gone insane
Your leaves have drifted away

When I’m walking into my dorm after a party and my RA asks me and my friends if we’ve been drinking

whatshouldbifflescallme:

We’re just like:

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Anonymous: Do you love him still?

I’ll always love him

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