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you are not here. you're not singing to me or anything even close.if winter showed up tomorrow, i'd find the nearest candy cane and shake it in a tight fist. i'd stomp on the pumpkins. WHO NEEDS A DAMN PUMPKIN ANYWAY.

there are so many albums but no one is singing to me. this is stupid.

did i say everything? this is stupid.

i had a dream that someone was touching my arm the way you used to. i woke up.

that's it. that's all i've got.