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Baby I don’t understand this,
Your changing I can’t stand it,
My heart can’t take this damage, And the way I feel I can’t stand it
Xxtentation
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“Grandpa, how was Stephen Hawking like?”
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Toxic to us
If anything if I were to be dying slowly in bed, you would love me and want to be there every second that you could spend by my side. If anything at that moment the punches would become hugs, the kicks into cuddles, and all those hurtful words into kisses. Then and only then will you wish all the bad moments and memories disappeared, but even when I'm gone those moments and memories will live in my corpse. You see I believe that when we're gone we don't know it and just stuck in our memories and just live it over and over again. Maybe reliving it will make me stop loving you💔
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