My lungs are dust as I try to scream the extent of what you mean to me.
Never know anything for certain in the face of another. The one that's meant to steal your heart will do so in disguise, until your unguarded emotion allows them to strip every preconceived notion of what it is to love.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
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