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erika hernandez Sep 2014
And here I go again; losing sleep because of you. Thinking about what we once were and what we could have been. Why can't I just get you out of my head?
I just want some ******* rest
erika hernandez Sep 2014
"Maybe this time will be different", she thinks to herself as she lets his hands travel down inside her pants but she's only fooling herself into believing that such love can exist.

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