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Bluelight Crew
The gulf between December and May may as well be 5 years instead of months. Kisses replaced by glares. Butterflies by clenched teeth. Weed by heroin. Love by hate.
Only the memory of that feeling keeps us here. Love fading into Oblivion. Two miscarriages. A million fights. A hundred mistakes I made. Fuck babe can we go back? Is that possible? I miss us! I miss you.
I love you Ali. You'll always be special to me
Only the memory of that feeling keeps us here. Love fading into Oblivion. Two miscarriages. A million fights. A hundred mistakes I made. Fuck babe can we go back? Is that possible? I miss us! I miss you.
I love you Ali. You'll always be special to me
