January
February 2010
Conversations with my thirteen year old self. You're angry... I know this. And you're crying At night when Nobody else is home. I promise you that it won't always feel this bad, there are so many
In my shoes, just to see, what it's like to be me I'll be you, let's trade shoes, just to see what it'd be like to. Feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each others minds. Just to see, what we
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