Hearing about deaths of people I don't know personally know makes me think, makes me burst out of my bubble. Somehow, we all fit into this world, each one of us, one, one, one, one.
I'm not saying I have a right to say anything. But people are dropping like flies.
And that makes me really upset.
Some days, it's so easy to just move. Move on, move this way, move your mouth, move your tongue, speak.
Other days, it's so hard to get up.
Life is so easy, you see? If you don't get up, you don't have to move at all.
RIP.
RIP to her, him, her, and her as well because I didn't say it before.
X O X O
he is soooo amazing!
we met for lunch and he got a new girl in his life
and this is what he says
"you are classy AND fucked up,
but shes classy and NICE...."
hahahahahahahhahahhahahahahahahahhahahahahhahaha
how elegant." -iliketoforkmyself.blogspot.com
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