...you turn my soul to fireworks...

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i don't know where i stand on boy [haha, stand on boy] right now. i think i'm over him. but then again, whenever i'm away from him for a period of time, i think i'm over him. and then i see him, and i'm totally not. not that i have a chance. ugh, it's all so futile and juvenile and annoying.

humming "o, canada" and waiting for the crash,
.anouk.