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THE MASTERMIND


Gotta change my answering machine
Now that I'm alone
Cause right now it says that we
Can’t come to the phone
And I know it makes no sense
Cause you walked out the door
But it’s the only way I hear your voice anymore

It’s ridiculous
It’s been months
And for some reason I just can’t get over us
And I’m stronger than this
No more walking round
With my head down
I’m so over being blue
Crying over you

And I'm so sick of love song

So sick


Welcome to my blog.
That's how we all are,just stories
We only exist by how people remember us, by the stories we make of our lives.
Without those stories, we'd just fade away.