i wonder if it really matters what love that you had double figures in all catagories scatterbrained nonsense, it shall be given to you that i will be honest and i will be true with every breath i take, i wish that i was what you wait for. i wish my existance wasn't of hellish calm and the home of the balm, imagine my power that i pretend to have i used to be what you'd wait for and now i am not so what do i do? scream at you? fuck no what does that show??Birth sign: Aries
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