Why do we live our lives like we wouldn't eventually have to break down and say our goodbye's? While adding in the Dawson's Creek music, we could've lived in that moment forever.
I still smell like Haiku perfume and she left a red lipstick smudge on my white collar shirt.
2:36 a.m. - 2010-06-07
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