I feel so alone when you're with me

And I dream too much and I don't write enough

Sunday, July 28, 2013

Most of the time I just really wish I could keep my mouth from bleeding the truth, it gets me in too many awkward situations or just breaks too many hearts.

Posted by Susan Atkins at 9:27 AM
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