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“”Hollywood is a place where they’ll pay you thousand dollars for a kiss and fifty cents for your soul.”


© miss.ob·so·le̱t

You want to go, I prefer to jump, when you talk, I want to sing, You hit roots, I have to fly, we hushed the silence around us. Where has the love gone? I feel young and you are old, so we fall over, we are missing the support. We have to move on, I’m for it, you are against it. […]