Мы никогда друг друга не забудем, но ни
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Мы никогда друг друга не забудем, но никогда друг друга не вернем.

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Мы никогда друг друга не забудем, но ни
http://weaker-sex.ru/post/101780517319
Мы никогда друг друга не забудем, но никогда друг друга не вернем.

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Descriptions are just simply convictions,
Although rather judgemental aflictions,
I'm not a chicken,
Through predictions I make restrictions.
Maybe thats why my depictions are fictions.
Tell me my constrictions and they'll turn into addictions.Â
You're waiting for a train. A train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you can't know for sure. But it doesn't matter, because you'll be together.
Today, the world challenged me to a duel... and I lost.
Everything my life was getting over (My life being an object, not just a personification of the last two years of it) just came back and said "Hey Tom, what you experienced before was the easy mode. Time for the boss battle." and I was like "Hang on, I need to go back and re-heal and save" and it said "No can do, Tomeo. Time to fight for all you lost."
And I lost the fight for all I lost.
In short, if you spoke to me tonight, and it was very very awkward, and you used the words "This is where you say something now" and I replied with "I guess so, but my mind is just..." and the silence began, know this: The last thing I wanted was to talk to you. In fact, it was a miscalculation on my part. My journey from A to B wasn't meant to include a C, the C being you, and therefore, my journey was definitely not meant to be A C B. I didn't want to take that journey, and if I calculated better, I'm sure I would have avoided all of this. My bad.
Also, yes, I may have been watching you for a bit with your new boyfriend. Ahah, ouch, man. That's pretty much it on that.
Oh, and the third thing: You slammed me so hard you put me into literal depression. Not the emo "I'm depressed, love me" depression. Actual mental depression. So thanks for that, darling, love of my life, apple of my eye.
Uhm, I don't know what I was meant to achieve in either this post, or the very conversation that caused this post, but I know that I can't ever get over anything, and should therefore hide away forever. Besides, I have a new game. I'll play that until uni comes and I leave this place, and you, forever. Except weekends. I like my room too much.