Mrrf.

i hate when i try to speak and the words get caught in my throat.

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

cotton crush.

i said some morbid things, but i came back to backspace it all.
i'm okay.

i'm still sorry, though. 
i'm sorry nearly every time i part my lips.
Posted by savanna at 2:47 AM
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