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Posted Saturday, April 24, 2010 //
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#3. And just like that, you're gone. Out of here. I could tell you how much I wanted you to stay, but that would just make you feel bad, it's not just that, you're tired too. You had a long day, and now I want you to stay. Huh. I really am selfish, aren't I? Sleep depriving you. Sorry, night, sleep tight. I'll talk to you another time, because after all, we have the rest of our days to talk. For now, you need rest. So again, goodnight. ♥ Labels: staywithmestaywithme. ;___; |
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Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)I ♥ Phoenix, (500) days of summer, double entendres, unmade beds, autumn, Chopin, syncopated melodies, G7 chords and things that make me feel. BACKTRACK
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