Tuesday, September 21, 2010

My face is asymmetrical. My heart may be too, but it's like this that I like it. You might also like it, but it doesn't matter all that much to me. Cuz when the silence gets too loud I know all I have too do is breathe. I'm constantly giving my everything away. But I'll take your words and make them my own."This time she won't let her guard down so easily." The END.

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