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"The words you speak
Stir things in me
That I thought were gone
Their faint white heat
Melts centuries
Deep in frost."
9/6/2013 @ 22:57
tags: sticksandstonesss
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6/6/2013 @ 13:53
‘Round and around and around and around we go.
Maps // Yeah Yeah Yeahs
they don’t love you like I love you.
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