Over
thinking. Always. Forever restless.
I need a new friend, or an old one to be there. Just conversation, is all.
It’s hard to think that some people in this world look at me with the same eyes as yours. I’ve been breaking all ten fingers for you, and you wouldn’t even lift one up for me.
Appreciation’s something you lost in the dirt thats on your hands and knees
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The Last Lost Continent | La Dispute
“We are the lovers, we are the last of our kind.
Link your arms and keep your chin up
And I swear that we’ll be fine.”
