May All Of Your Pain Be Champagne.

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This mood.

‘Cause being your friend is killing me softly
I hear voices; Wonder where I went wrong
It was my fault, and the wrong time
I wonder so often; Regret gets exhausting

(via thatbitchbetrippin)

The feeling of having new and clean bed sheets.

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