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...And they’re ******* playing the song Lucinda would sing to Right outside my window After she failed to return my calls Two days ago I laugh It’s all that stops me from crying. I have decided one thing, Me and fate don’t like each other. Perhaps cos I told him I never needed him. I know this much If fate was a person I’d be punching him in the fucking face Right about now.
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Jun 9, 2012
Jun 9, 2012 at 1:38 PM UTC
Oh The Irony of It (Follow Up To A Moment of Bliss with Lucinda/Tory/Brioche/ before I fell)
...And they’re ******* playing the song Lucinda would sing to Right outside my window After she failed to return my calls Two days ago I laugh It’s all that stops me from crying. I have decided one thing, Me and fate don’t like each other. Perhaps cos I told him I never needed him. I know this much If fate was a person I’d be punching him in the fucking face Right about now.
dan-hinton
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Jun 9, 2012
Jun 9, 2012 at 1:38 PM UTC
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