the perfect monday. long walk with vito. back into pajamas. time to think. no cigarettes on the deck, just clear lungs and your delicious smell in my hair, this morning im thoughtful and cant stop. theres nothing, wrong dear, i dont think..nothing that cant be fixed anyway.
just give me time. and bon iver. and silent mondays.
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wayward and high strung, she is lovesick and ever so strong
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