A paper heart, crumpled in my hand. A paper arm, that I extend. You reach for my paper arm, and it tears. A fragile paper girl, with an even more fragile, paper heart.
July 2, 2009
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Tell me something, darling dear, tell me anything, darling dear.
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Tell me something, tell me anything. (:
Why are you so fetch?
— Not sure, guess I’m just lucky! (:
I think somethings wrong, it’s been bothering me for a while now. I don’t think you see it. I wish you would though. It’d make me feel a whole lot better and confident..
— Something’s wrong? Tell me dearest, what is it?
