// entry eight //

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10:20am, 5th of June 2015 on a Friday


// no time: as i rush for time to write these words for you it reminds me that even though i never see you any more you are still more of a priority. //


// zzzZZzzzZZ: step by step my mind is becoming free. i'd much rather talk about you than get my much needed 8 hours of sleep. //


// precipitation: the sky is going to fall some day despite the cloud's constant attempts to soften the blow. //


// petals: we all need a little flower in our life, hun. even those who tear the petals in their little games of love. //


// train-spotting: we want what we can't have; that's why i seem to forever temporarily fall in love on public transport. //


// discountinued for you: i'm out of order, i'm no longer in service; i'm discontinued but only for you. //

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