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I began thinking of you constantly. Every little thing reminded me of you. We shared the same bad habit. You'd habitually crack your knuckles; And now, every time I do, I can't help but think of you. But then I realized, That's exactly what you were. Just another bad habit I had to get over.
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Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 2:04 PM UTC
Bad Habits
I began thinking of you constantly. Every little thing reminded me of you. We shared the same bad habit. You'd habitually crack your knuckles; And now, every time I do, I can't help but think of you. But then I realized, That's exactly what you were. Just another bad habit I had to get over.
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Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 2:04 PM UTC
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