“My first love was like smoking - Both bad habits and both totally seductive - and as time goes by, my addiction to both lingers until they intertwine, interchange, become inseparable in my mind - forming a nostalgia on the brain, for which there is no cure."
- Bill Hicks
my heart skipped a beat today when..
nvm.
but it felt good.
well, I do regret it a little.
though I know it isn't meant to be.
like there was something there trying to pull me back.
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