but you don't say, you just hold your breath

And I can't touch what I haven't yet.




panic, panic, panic. Inte göra utlopp för konstiga tankar nu, FAN jag visste att jag behövde terapi!
Ut och springa nu!

You had to sneak into my room "just" to read my diary
"it was just to see, just to see..." All the things you knew I'd written about you
and oh so many illustrations

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