You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks or even months over-analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could've, would've happened - or you can just leave the pieces on the flor and MOVE THE FUCK ON.
17.9.09
Maybe when you find out that I'm dead, You’ll realize what you did to me And if my lungs still let me breathe, Would you be there for me? If I can make myself believe I'll give you back what you took
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