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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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Mike Driver
cherry valley forever

Love Begins
Sweet Seals For You, Always
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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NASA
will byers stan first human second
occasionally subtle
taylor price
almost home
YOU ARE THE REASON

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Why are old lovers able to become friends? Two reasons. They never truly loved each other, or they love each other still.
Whitney Otto, How to Make an American Quilt (via wordsnquotes)
I wish feelings left the minute a person did too.
Anonymous (via wnq-anonymous)
Is it possible to murder someone without ever even touching them? Yes, there is, tell them you love them and then never talk to them again.
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Red wine
My best friend you ask? From time to time she wears a variety of masks They're either red or white, But she's the same. She washes down my sorrow and gives me much needed might Her names red wine, Or sometimes white depending on the night. She enjoys sitting next to me in the dark Hearing me rant about what was once mine. She helps me forget the wrong doers who've left my heart with bleeding scratch marks.
My heart would take you back in a blink of an eye, but my mind, my mind knows everything you’ve done to me.
Nj
We used our words as weapons, but our actions as antidepressants.
Words my heart speaks but mouth mutes. (NJ)
Maybe baby, I loved you too much and you loved me too little.
Nj