The ocean in December is warmer than your arms were in July. The sun in the dead of winter shines brighter than the light ever did in your eyes. I wonder if you are as cold as I remember, or if i am just still disorientated from all the vodka I drank on New Years. I am different and stranger, no I meant to say stronger, because I have been telling people that I am not angry anymore, but then Clarissa pissed me off today and they all said we knew it was just a phase. Yeah, my life is just a phase and I am waiting to grow out of it.Birth sign: Aquarius
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