trouble (kudra) wrote,
trouble
kudra

and you'll look at me

I need someone to tell me the difference between growing up and giving in. Because when I try to do and the math, my chest constricts painfully and I start thinking about cigarettes. I fuck around with my cheap guitar, to keep my fingers busy.

When day is through
I will come to you
And tell you of your many charms



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