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I'm feeling out of luck. I'm feeling out of love. I'm feeling out of touch. I wonder how much I mean some of the things I say. I wonder if other people know. When I listen to Death Cab, I start to think about different things. HA, who am I kidding? I think about the same thing over and over again and how things change or how circumstance determines the ultimate outcome of every situation, even if the circumstance isn't really relavent. I guess some things aren't meant to be. but how do we know? and who makes the rules? I don't know if there is a such thing as love at first sight, but maybe love at first realization would be more appropriate. if that makes any sense at all. "the things i cannot say are all thinking me insane these days."

"When the dance is through, its me and its you. come on would it really be so bad? the things we think might be the same, but i won't fight for more. it's just not me to wear it on my sleeve. count on that for sure."


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