helplessly attracted. i dont know why i am...
i'll make a wish and send it straight to the heavens above. and moonbeams and fairytales, never seem so real. a life you dont live is still lost, and you'll never get the same time and place ever again; even if it could be liven up to someday. imperfections make us who we are, and makes us real. because plastics are invented for a reason. and the fact of it being rigid is just one of it. life shouldnt be lifeless.
hopelessly addicted to you*,
and you to me*.
hmm...sweet nothings ♥
i'll make a wish and send it straight to the heavens above. and moonbeams and fairytales, never seem so real. a life you dont live is still lost, and you'll never get the same time and place ever again; even if it could be liven up to someday. imperfections make us who we are, and makes us real. because plastics are invented for a reason. and the fact of it being rigid is just one of it. life shouldnt be lifeless.
hopelessly addicted to you*,
and you to me*.
hmm...sweet nothings ♥
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