You shouldn't fret. Just close your eyes, open your lungs and let your legs break the wake.
There are no skeletons in your closet, only daisies starving for water.
Your heart is to pure to suffer so much.
Forget the rules of the alphabet and live dangerously.
Your hands are quivering, because you're scared. But that creature underneath your bed will not harm you; for you are indestructible.
THIS TO SHALL PASS LOVE,
*this song stays on repeat.
*this song stays on repeat.
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