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I hate anyone who gets to see that wonderful smile of yours. I hate anyone who is able to feel the warmth of your presence. I hate anybody who gets to breathe your air. But most of all, I hate that it's not me.
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Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 6:50 PM UTC
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I hate anyone who gets to see that wonderful smile of yours. I hate anyone who is able to feel the warmth of your presence. I hate anybody who gets to breathe your air. But most of all, I hate that it's not me.
alina
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Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 6:50 PM UTC
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