Monday, April 2, 2012

Breathe...

"Never wanted this, never want to see you hurt. Every bump in the road I tried to swerve. People like people and sometimes it doesn't work out, but nothing we say is gonna save us from the fall out. And we know it's never simple, never easy. Never a clean break, no one here to save me. You're the only thing I know like the back of my hand. And I can't breathe without you, but I have to. I'm sorry, I'm sorry...."

It's done.

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