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having to talk about the weather with someone who knew every inch of your soul
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May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 1:22 PM UTC
the torture of small talk (15w)
having to talk about the weather with someone who knew every inch of your soul
It cuts me like a knife when you claim you never knew me at all.
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May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 1:22 PM UTC
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