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How am I supposed to know you were going to be like this. Self-centered and conceded No One likes that It's unattractive, I promise you I'm getting restless of it Hearing your problems or about yourself Well guess what *** We All have problems And you, My darling, Are not, The Sun.
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Jan 4, 2013
Jan 4, 2013 at 11:22 PM UTC
Not the Sun
How am I supposed to know you were going to be like this. Self-centered and conceded No One likes that It's unattractive, I promise you I'm getting restless of it Hearing your problems or about yourself Well guess what *** We All have problems And you, My darling, Are not, The Sun.
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Jan 4, 2013
Jan 4, 2013 at 11:22 PM UTC
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