we’re in a crowded rm +we’re nt speaking
i’m dyin 2 knw if it’s killing u lke its killing me
(+
i have to sit next 2 u so no1 else can tell wots goin thru ma head
bt i’m sure they can read it on my face
+ i jst want 2 kiss/hit u)
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