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please be telling the truth, i cross my heart and my fingers. 

today. feeling and everything. 

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 Elasticity. 

I’ve ran out of words, and the only one I can say is goodbye. 

what are you doing, hanging out with me?

whatever (some folk song in C) - elliot smith

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I remember it, clear. Like looking through a window watching it all over again, but it’s not me it was someone else, and I’m just watching through the window. And I wonder if when you think back to those days, and how perfect it was, if you see it like looking through the window at another person’s life. 

And when you look through that window do those feelings return? Do you feel as confused as it feels to me, like no matter how much you try to understand why it all happened, why it was you and me, why did it hurt so much, why was all of it such a perfect mess, why? And when you think you begin to reach answers you wonder if something else is looking through the window at these people, these two hopeless souls, do you think that maybe in the end we had no choice in anything? 

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uh society. 

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