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and I’m finally free.

Are you sure that I'm your perfect dear?

the trick is to play your music louder than your thoughts

e-n-d

Now we rest with today’s memories

and he don't recognize me anymore

one more month

forgot what it's like to be eighteen

There was a hole here (it's gone now)

Letters to Effy N. 2

Beginning of the end:

i'm so over high school.

i can't help myself

upset

“Let go, or be dragged.”

Late Night Studying.

You're my Wonderwall.

through the sleepless night

Fall

just tell me it will be okay