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Sunday, July 1, 2012

Backslide

Just when I think I'm free of you the phone rings again. At my most honest, I want to keep you. I want you sweet and easy. I want you stern but fair. I want you to hold me when I need it. Hold me down when I need it. Tell me the truth. Tell me it sober. This is living proof that love is not enough.
Posted by tiny hope army at 10:54 PM
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