Not mine, yours.
I hardly know you, but you're dying, and it's breaking my heart.
I think we're all sick, a lot of the time.
Right now it me, I am sick.
and You are dying.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
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take care of yourself babe. i'll see you in the winter. love, emma.
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