2 February 2011


You think it'll be the same without you right.

You broke my heart once, you can break it once more which you did. The thought of you not being there just freak me out, it sadden me what you can do. So insecure, so drunk, anguish make pretty. You are not making this easy to me.

I wish no matter where you are, you will remember the family you once had, It's just not the same without you.

Wish you were here.

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