i want out of the labels. i don't want my whole life crammed into a single word. a story. i want to find something else, unknowable, some place to be that's not on the map. a real adventure. a sphinx. a mystery. a blank. unknown. &undefined
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You’re adorable as hell, but I’m glancing at your wrists.
When You See My Friends - Mayday Parade
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