to fly away.

to be happy (more times than being sad or angry).

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what happens when there is no longer a difference between you being here and not being here? i am still left alone. what happens if there is no difference if i'm there or not? i'm only the substitute.

i fear this train of thought but maybe its only extremely selfish of me to keep holding on to you.

i'm sure my biological make-up is not the one to be blamed.


and yes, that was sarcastic because i'd rather be a man and you'd be gay but you won't have to endure my PMS. :D