My friends have changed.
Well, my friends havent changed, my friends dont change. Who my friends are have changed.
I miss you. And you too. You know who you are...
Tears roll down my face sometimes. I used to think its because I'm tired. Now I believe its because I'm alone most of the time.
My house is mine, and not my dads for the next month. you may join me here if you would like.
Some people, are just beautiful people. I hope you can realize what that means.
Were nothing without eachother.
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