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closure is freedom.
intoxicating, invigorating, inebriating freedom
it's funny how many of us need it |
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| ironically enough, the state of my room always reflects the state of my life.
rampant chaos
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| they only want me for my body and soul
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| there are the kind of guys you want to get with, there's the kind of guys you want to be with, and there's those you wanna end up with. and some of those overlap ...and then there's the ones that fall into the first category that you know don't fit anywhere else but you're inclined to try, just to justify the possibilites
but a whore's a whore.
we live in a world that's so distorted the concept of love that it's become just sex and convenience. i dont' believe in love anymore. good job kids.
curiosity kills the cat.. but it can live to die again
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| it is better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all.
whatever.
you can love without having and never have to lose.
you need not have, to love, and you cannot lose what you never had
must become
the coldest winter ever.
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