If everything could ever feel this real forever.
Just in my shell, looking out and waiting for redemption in a few days. I think I've grown to appreciate the practicality of emotions and love and sentiments. That said, I certainly revel in the security of being loved and being in love.
It's the innocent love and the raw lust.
Noise: Ooh La La, Goldfrapp.
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