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- Sometimes I pretend that we’re together. When it’s 2 am and I’m falling apart and the entire world seems to be against me and I am in desperate need of comfort, I pretend that you’re with me and I imagine you taking my hand in yours and assuring me that it’ll be okay. When everything gets too much you pull me back to earth.
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