Tuesday, October 13, 2009

the perfect became the imperfection

but thats okay, because everything happens for a reason. Things will work out, you just have to go with what may come. Our lives are perfect, and we are not together. Nothing survives, but you and i always will. Secretly together.



my head use to be all there, but with your absence, it's in space. i am displaced.

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