"These boots will be enough to get me home in one piece. I exhale, breathe the air, smoke trail got me thinking bout the reason I’m here… cause I’m only nineteen but my mind is old, Sydneysider heatwave to Minnesota cold. Cold like the streets of the Cross where underagers litter the pavement, this ain’t “Paradise”, it’s “Innocence Lost"
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i change my mind so much i can't even trust it. my mind's changed me so much i can't even trust myself.
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