..slowly, but, still transpiring.
I just can't wait to get my life started already. These mindless nights are growing old on me, even though I yearn for them, but I'm thinking that maybe I just yearn for something else.
The absence of love is killing me. And here I am just twitterpated for someone that doesn't exist. Where is he & why is it taking us so long to find each other??
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