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I live light years from you. I'm a music connoisseur, an artist, a foodie, a lack of grace dancer, a frustrated singer, an over-rated actress. I'm somebody when you're nobody I'm unpredictable when you're dumbfounded I'm the war in your head vs. your heart I'm amazing even though you're asleep I'm the train that will never keep you waiting & I'm the only one who'll follow you into the dark.


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5/3/09 { 5/03/2009 08:08:00 PM }

Cause I’m not your princess, this ain’t a fairytale

I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat
me well

I had the most heartbreaking dream a while ago. I dreamnt of you. Oh not you.
But you. We went somewhere, i think its your house. You held my hand and you
didnt want to let go. I was asking you why are you holding my hand and you didnt
say a thing. You showed me your place. There were a lot of stairs. We went up
and down and up and down. You introduced me to someone. And then my mom woke me
up .

How could i dream about you when we're not talking and barely know each other? Well, they're just dreams.
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Taylor Swift- White Horse