Mirror me this. Mirror me that.
A need for approval. A need for anonymity.
Monday, October 04, 2010
Playground love is a lovely song.
It sweeps into my head and digs up stories of girls who kill themselves for reasons no one can understand.
If only your tongue had been kinder.
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