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like the rubble of an old house that had burnt down and left me for dead, and I'd survived. Drunk, weeks ago, you said "Whatever happens we're best friends" your hugs felt familiar, like home but I was wary. I went from loving you endlessly, young girl with an innocent pain to coldhearted, callous "She must of loved him blind, that she needed to replace him with all those boys." That was the smartest thing the boy with straight A's in my physics class had ever said.
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Sep 19, 2013
Sep 19, 2013 at 5:20 PM UTC
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like the rubble of an old house that had burnt down and left me for dead, and I'd survived. Drunk, weeks ago, you said "Whatever happens we're best friends" your hugs felt familiar, like home but I was wary. I went from loving you endlessly, young girl with an innocent pain to coldhearted, callous "She must of loved him blind, that she needed to replace him with all those boys." That was the smartest thing the boy with straight A's in my physics class had ever said.
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Sep 19, 2013
Sep 19, 2013 at 5:20 PM UTC
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