God. It just sucks so much that at almost-18 years old I believe in you as completely as a 6 year old does in unicorns and fairies. Every few days it hits me that you're not even real. Because you're not even alive.
You're not living. You're being lived.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Typed by Nur R. at 3:54 PM
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