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and oh yes, i fucked it. :))

i could leave but i won't go.
well it'd be easier i know
i can't feel a thing from my head down to my toes.
why does it always seem to be
me looking at you, you looking at me?
it's always the same, it's just a shame, that's all.

i can feel the pressure
it's getting closer now

jos vain saisin,
sun kanssa istua
valoisassa, rennossa
paikassa,
jossa voisin,
sun kanssa olla,
puhua tärkeistä
ja turhista.

kerro, kun niin saan tehdä.

miten elämä korjataan,
kun sen on viettänyt yksin?

mä haluan pois täältä,
sun syliin.
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i will never experience something like that. no one will ever like me or love me like they do care about you.

emma: "mennäänkö kamppiin?"
noora: "eiks kamppi oo aika kaukana?"
emma/krista: "noora, se on tuolla." (eli 50-100m päässä vai miten se oli..)
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krista: "mun serkut asu ennen vuosaaressa. toi on vuosaaren juna."
emma/noora: "metro."
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*krista koskee museossa luuta.*
opas: "älä koske."
krista: "e."

Kripa-
nmmaaw
<3