~Cold~
It has been cold of late. I want to ask, but at the same time I feel as though I no longer care. It's an ever so slightly scary feeling of uncaring.
Bitter Sweet Memories
The Road to Hell is Paved with Good Intensions
Cherish everything even if you don't possess it
How many times can I break till I shatter
The door to my heart is open to you
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