so today we saw possibly the most beautiful boy in the world,
and we saw them once, they checked us out and we left,
then we got to tghe station and they were there,
we got on the wrong train,
they were on the one we were supposed to get on,
we got off, waited,
they came, we didnt get on.
Fates a bitch.
he was lovely (L)
"She doesnt know i cry for the changing times,
That just as i reread my favourite books, some small part of me hoping for a different ending, I find myself hoping against hope that the war will never come. That this time, somehow, it will leave us be."
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