when the weather starts to turn, i start to wuss out of riding my bike for transportation. the only thing i like about riding the ttc is listening to my ipod, reading a book, and occasionally looking up to people watch and make up stories about my fellow passengers...
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his eyes tell the truth.
he loves you.
and even if you see it, you'll treat him like shit for years.
and yet his love--it's relentless.
he won't care when you hate yourself for putting on a few extra pounds.
he'll love you even more.
he will always see you. on the inside.
and no matter how much that scares you, it's real.
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Music to my ears: minus the bear - highly refined pirates
In reality: F**ks**t
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