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I was dancing on a coffee table last night and I was so happy I almost started crying tears of tequila and realization, that I am more than enough for me. My hair spinning to the beat and my skirt catching in the breeze. I’ve been overplaying the same Drake songs, thinking he wrote those lyrics all for me. And it’s crazy that I might let you believe you have ever had any hold over me.
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May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 5:05 PM UTC
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I was dancing on a coffee table last night and I was so happy I almost started crying tears of tequila and realization, that I am more than enough for me. My hair spinning to the beat and my skirt catching in the breeze. I’ve been overplaying the same Drake songs, thinking he wrote those lyrics all for me. And it’s crazy that I might let you believe you have ever had any hold over me.
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May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 5:05 PM UTC
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