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June 16 q u o t e s.♥All The Times We Had Together and As Our Lives Change From Whatever We Will Still Be B e s t F r i e n d s F o r e v e r.
One day you'll ask me whats more important, me or life, and I'll say life and you'll walk away not knowing you are my life. <3
Flip Flops, Belly Tops, Lemonade In The Shade, Blue Skies, Hot Guys, Late Nights, Water Fights, Ice Cream, Sweet Dreams, Sleeping In, Sneaking Out, Thats What Girls Are All About.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but when I looked at yours, I couldn't say anything.
From A to Z all that really matters is U and I.
Always wear cute pajamas to bed, you never know who you'll see in your dreams.
I wrote yoru name in the sand but the waves washed it away. I wrote your name on my hand but I washed it the next day. I wrote your name on a paper but I accidentally threw it away. I wrote your name on my heart and forever it will stay.
Somewhere there's someone who dreams of your smile,
and finds in your presence that life is worth while.
So when you are lonely, remember its true.
Somebody somewhere is thinking of you.
You came into my life sent down from heaven. Now I think about you 24/7
Have you ever noticed 'mental' starts with 'men'?
A memory lasts forever. Never does it die. True friends stay together and never say Good Bye
I'm threw with guys, they all tell lies, they break your heart and make you cry, loving guys is such a sin, hey check that guy that just walked in.
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Love Thea I'm a fake__small , simple, safe price, rise awake & carry me with all of my regrets. This is not a small cut that scabs & dries & flakes & heals & I'm not afraid to die. I'm not afraid to bleed & fuck & fight. I want the pain of payment. Whats left but a section of pigmy size cuts. much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks. would you be my little cut? would you be my thousand fucks? & make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid. to fill & spill over & under my thoughts. My sad sorry cry out from the cutter. I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart. love is not like anything. especially a fucking knife.
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