Traveling is like flirting with life. It’s like saying, ‘I would stay and love you, but I have to go.’
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Traveling is like flirting with life. It’s like saying, ‘I would stay and love you, but I have to go.’
i hate how im so in love with you. im straight sprung. you got me listening to 90’s rnb. you have me hoping its you when you text. when you not in class, i think whats the point of even being here. but the days you there, i just wanna sit and stare. admire from afar. close my eyes and imagine you mine again. i wish you never had left. i love they way you would bite my neck untill is was throbbing and then you would kiss it. and when ever your soft lips gently touched my neck it stung. that sting made me melt. i miss your touch. i miss laughing with you. baby come back.
Why should I be sad? I have lost someone who didn’t love me. But they lost someone who loved them.
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