December 2010
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I didn’t go home. I still know my way around. I can feel you driving me home, your voice humming over the music. I know where I am. I know I’m lost.
Maybe she just wants to have you make her feel good the way you used to before...
– Sylvia Plath
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wmae asked: i wanna see what happens when this happens.
I feel like my entire life is going to be spent waiting to hear back from you.