Drunk phone calls. Rides headed to an unknown destination starting at 1 a.m. and ending around 3 a.m. in my hometown. then spending the whole next day putting more miles on tires than i did the week before. driving, visiting, shopping, driving, a "first date at Mcdonalds", and a little more driving. This might be one of the best 24 hours of this year. But that all depends on how the next few weeks play out.
this is something special. friends or something more, I don't know yet.
But if you convince me you care, I'll give you every single broken piece to this heart i can find. (I just hope I don't get it stolen, or back in more pieces). You remind me a little of my tttyg. But I don't want to see that, so I'm not right now. I never though I'd sound so hopeless when saying this, but please don't let me down. And if you must, let me down gently. I've taken a lot of hits in this round, and another hard fall might be a KO.
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