19 July, 2005 at 3:15 a.m.
{what if god was one of us}
I wish things could turn out differently. I know you are right though I try to deny it, to forget it but why can't we just forget the awful bits and focus on the nice ones.

I love you no matter how you try to make me hate you.



ELOQUENT

breathe // dream

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