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<*::::wen ur not wit me....i look out my bed-room window and think of you::::*> |
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<*&^%$...y !s !t that all of usuden you want me....knoin that i have a boyfriend... |
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~wen i go somewhere wether its to the store wit my moms...or out to the mall to watch a movie wit my friends....i feel like im forgeting something....but im not....its just that im so used to being wit you~ |