sometimes i'd find myself wanting to get out of this whole mess, cause that's what we are. a mess, most of the time. but then i'll stop, always. it's only been four days but i find myself missing you already.
why does my boyfriend seem to be a confinement-magnet?
on a side note, i want to go shopping and re-dye my hair before school starts. yes, school.
xoxo
baby,i'm waiting for your call.
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