“Fader” by The Temper Trap
Hold a hand for cover from harm.
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You live the life you're given with the storms outside,
Some days all I wanna do is watch the sky.
Casey, 20, wanderlust.
“People didn’t fit in slots— prostitute, housewife, saint— like sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water.” --White Oleander
Some days all I wanna do is watch the sky.
Casey, 20, wanderlust.
“People didn’t fit in slots— prostitute, housewife, saint— like sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water.” --White Oleander
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