this fuckin city! Being a child, it must be lovely not having any responsibilities, no bills no job no relationships just fairy tales and crushes. it's funny how you never actually know what you are and what you have until it's over and gone. maybe sometimes that's what it takes, to go. to think. what you let go. to regret. to miss so badly even what you thought hated. it's not hate it's just an unrecognizable feeling that scares.
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