i love you more than all the heavens combined
we move like the wind
but hell won’t change my mind
like crossing roads
we’re entwined?
entanglement?
weren’t you heaven sent?
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i remember when i could just copy/paste and now i press and hold and maybe it’ll work after two or three tries
tired of running around chasing my tail while the art of china destroys/builds everything
also me: “there is someone, i just haven’t met them yet…”
*cries on busy public street broad daylight*

they don’t make movies like they once did.
or they do find each other, just TOO LATE
*sadface*
would let him “assist me” to the other side
i hope getting a house with a garden will give me a life worth living
or at least a unit without any crime, cockroaches or mold
i know i’m asking for a lot, since the boomers and gen y have it all
