Midwest thunderstorms rocking me to sleep. Gave giving up a chance, but what did it ever really give me? Here's to hoping that you feel better than the way you make me feel.
I will forever be the sunset that gave up on the afternoon. Passing time towards clumsy hands.
Real life on hiatus. Calling in prescriptions for my hiccup heart.
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