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The silliness that is me. Or well
Oh dear god :|
Almost half an hour early. :|
I’m never on time! Either it’s late or early, gah!
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Adele
—Rumour Has It
Bless your soul, you’ve got you’re head in the clouds,
You made a fool out of you,
And, boy, she’s bringing you down,
She made your heart melt,
But you’re cold to the core,
Now rumour has it she ain’t got your love anymore,
How does nothing stay quiet anymore? Can’t there be any secrets that don’t get out?
Trust nobody.
It’s safer, that way.
Living life the way I want, for the first time ever. What of it?
(L) cute helpful buskers!
