I spend a majority of my time daydreaming in a world of aching memories. I spend my time listening to repeated Taylor Swift songs over and over again. Why? I love lust, such a fragile word, interpertating so many things for me. Some memories I almost lived, others I wish to forget. I have love, but no matter how much love you have in your life, you will always ache for those lustful memories. Just as I put my puzzle pieces together, there will always be missing and broken ones. We're fragile, and small. Our hearts flutter only for brief moments before breaking into dawn again. </3
Memories forever engraved.
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