I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits.
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I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits.
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dream (by chara*coco*)
(by Liam Goslett)
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I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often.
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untitled by fragile.alice on Flickr.
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blue paint (by these colours)
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me
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