Sometimes I wish I didn't have a heart. Cause then it would never have to be crushed again. But then I remember that not having a heart would mean not feeling all the amazing things that came before the heart break. And in reality, that warm feeling is always worth the pain that follows. It would just be nice for once to feel the warmth without having to see it end.
Monday, August 2, 2010
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