this is what it looks like when i (finally) step away from you.
trading your gorgeous greens for the deepest of blues.
fast forward to now because i'm tired of living in the past.
i've learned i can usually stay five steps ahead of you on a good day.
when i stumble it's usually on purpose.
i'll pretend you know what i mean.
if you need me i'll be waiting out the storm.
it should be easy to forget.
(chloroform is the new kiss goodbye)
dontreadtoomuchintothisonesweetheart.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
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