It wasn't until I was sitting on the bathroom floor at 3am, screaming your name into my hands, when I finally realized that you were the air I breathed and I wasn't even the dirt under your fingernails and holy crap it's tearing me apart
It wasn't until I was sitting on the bathroom floor at 3am, screaming your name into my hands, when I finally realized that you were the air I breathed and I wasn't even the dirt under your fingernails and holy crap it's tearing me apart
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