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When I was younger, I had a thin rectangular book of blue, green and yellow. Tall thin letters, tracing out maps, important and self-contained. Paris, or London, or another place that my parents travelled to before I was thought of. this in post secret is almost an exact replica.

And i've been living from one weekend to the next. Sometimes while walking to class, climbing one stair after another in small heels and old jeans, it's strange thinking of how I pulled the off switch on a friendship so fast. http://www.lyricsfreak.com/m/matchbox-twenty/90664.html