252: A letter to a deceased person you wish you could talk to

252: A letter to a deceased person you wish you could talk to

Welcome To The Island Of Misfit Toys

Saturday Died In My Arms Last Night. Yesterday I Had A Feeling It Would Be That Day. I Just Had A Feeling. I Have Never Watched Something Die Before. He Wouldn’t Eat Or Drink And Just Wanted To Snuggle, And As Soon As He Stopped Breathing, His Teeth

Welcome To The Island Of Misfit Toys

Keepmyoceanscalm

If Its Ment To Be, It Will Be

Such A Pretty Melody

Makes Me So Pissed When Girls Think They Can Change Their Guy Into Some Fairy Or Something And Treat Them Like Shit Lol. Makes Other Girls Look Hella Bad

We're Only Taking Turns, Holding This World.

I'm Catching A Ride Off The Coast

Keepmyoceanscalm

Wouldn&Amp;Rsquo;T Focus.

P.heartache

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