Text 24 Jan dammit i didn’t want anyone to actually follow this what are you doing
Photo 18 Jan
Text 18 Jan edit:

i meant fuck off and die.

not im sorry.

Text 17 Jan i hope

i dont miss you tommorrow.

i love the way this city looks at night.

Text 17 Jan fall down enough and getting up is what hurts

please tell me fresh lips are new butterflies. words can be peeled from these letters as easily as they were spilled. dream girl. her sunglasses cover bruises of a broken heart. we know where we’ve been. spend most my nights in a photo album. highly contrasted summers. transparent ‘i love yous’. these are the golden days. turn the page. what you thought was goodbye is just a disquised ‘see you soon’. it never comes soon enough.

deep breaths.

Text 17 Jan dear you,

you’re finally getting what you wanted.

don’t hate me for it.

Text 17 Jan this is a test

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