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Play my spine like a violin making sweet music out of my excuses so that I may hear them. Use my bones to beat the drums of weakness so that I may grow. Take my heart and strum the harp so that my love might be pure and here’s my soul to conduct this bittersweet symphony as I break. I don’t usually do this but with this war raging inside of me I had to write something.
I want to call but...
I’m so afraid of waking you up only to piss you off, again.
Never ignore your friends physic vibes. They have this funny little habit of being right.