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In theory these words will never hurt In practice I’ll make it work My life is hopeless need for wanting affection I’ll always see it as some imperfection Why can’t I get it right?
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Feb 13, 2014
Feb 13, 2014 at 7:37 PM UTC
It's Not The End Of The World It's Only Tuesday
In theory these words will never hurt In practice I’ll make it work My life is hopeless need for wanting affection I’ll always see it as some imperfection Why can’t I get it right?
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Feb 13, 2014
Feb 13, 2014 at 7:37 PM UTC
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