danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!


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Pick it up, pick it all up. And start again.

You’ve got a second chance, you could go home.
Escape it all. It’s just irrelevant.

You’ve got a warm heart, you’ve got a beautiful brain.

You could still be, what you want to.
What you said you were, when I met you.
When you met me. When I met you.