Office by Alex Penny
If happy ever after did exist
I would still be holding you like this
All those fairytales are full of shit
One more fucking love song I’ll be sick
(via rightbackatyougirl)
Thinking throughout the night of what we had in the past. The talks, the long walks, holding hands during the car rides, fancy dinners. Where did it all go? I miss everything about you, and when I see you with your new girl, I lose hope in myself. I think to myself “was I not…
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