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  • 15 Mar
    22:34 pm
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    paul-ford:

    Snowing - It’s Just A Party

    So this is what I missed in my last year without you: just a hundred nights that I don’t sleep alone. It fucking rules (that I don’t wake up feeling, “Oh no, not again. I spent my last six bucks on whiskey and I sent a thousand texts that I regret.”).
    They’re written in a language I don’t know. There are things you know about me now that I wish you didn’t know.
    It’s all right.
    And I see that I missed the subtle hints you left me that my little lies had actually hurt a lot. I never meant to cause you drama. I never meant to fall in love and then deny it (try to hide it), but when I we kissed, I would be done, and speaking in some language I don’t know. There are things you know about me now that I wish you didn’t know.
    Hey there Melissa, you’re fucking awesome. I just keep going on and on when you’re not around.
    But I’m always around, probably dragging you down.
    Though I do my best for you.

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