Someone told me I was like a vault.
I store too much.
Blame the people who somehow just find the need to tell me
EVERYTHING.
I store too much.
Blame the people who somehow just find the need to tell me
EVERYTHING.

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Friday, November 12, 2010
Someone told me I was like a vault.
I store too much. Blame the people who somehow just find the need to tell me EVERYTHING. ![]() |
There is a double-edge comfort in knowing that no one really knows.
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