Stop thinking about what I said or did. Stop thinking about how pretty I am or not. Start saying it. To my face. Everything.It won’t kill. Not me, nor you.
Believe me.
I don't know why. It's nineteen minutes after midnight. I'm listening to awesome Florence + The Machine. And I' m sad. No not sad. Disappointed. Just...like that. As if I had nothing better to do. Do I? Who knows.
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