_laying in a bathtub full of freezing water, wishing you were a ghost_
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I bet that there aren't too many people who have seen a firecracker be placed in a cake & explode, painting the ceiling with chocolate frosting. [I take the request of hanging out at my house next time:p]
I bet you'll never know how complete I feel for the moment when all is in harmonic perfection. The right moment; the right people.
I bet you'll never know how much it will hurt if this ever ends or if I ever get caught. But I just want to say, I love summer.
Are you waking up a slave & spending the days wondering when Fate will throw at you what only occurs in your head? It's all in your head. The dream mists at the first sign of open eyes & eventually disappears like a ghost. But keep your eyes closed & shut it out. I stand in the rain & forget the fact that it is acidic.
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