a mix for the boys who fell apart, because sneaking in windows didn't give them such a rush after a while, because hidden kisses and lingering glances just weren't the same. a mix for the boys torn apart by their desire to be together; for the boy who thought he needed a joint to hold him together and for the boy who was his real glue // my mother warned me about the drugs in the street; but not the one with green eyes and a heartbeat. a mix for those boys, you know 'em.

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