"A couple more steps when you're running a mile. A few broken hearts will be worth the while. What's the difference? It doesn't even matter when you're past the start, and why should you care if you broke that heart? It makes you who you are. And why does it matter if that heart is mine? I guess it doesn't, it'll be just fine when it's over. It shouldn't even hurt at all." -Moi
What. The. FUCK. Get out of my head, get out of my dreams, get out of my hopes. I can't. You can't. I don't even know you anymore. So why does it feel like I do?
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