Throwback
"Even if her plane crashes tonight she'll find someway to dissappoint me
by not burning in the wreckage
or drowning at the bottom of the sea
jess I still taste you thus reserve my right to hate you
and this empty space that you create does nothing for my flawless sense of style
its 8:45,
the weather's getting better by the hour
I hope it rains there all the time
and if you ever said you miss me
and don't say you've never lied…"
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