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I don't want to know. ‎ How many women have been in your bed. Or how many mistakes you've made. I don't want to hear. That you are a disaster waiting to happen And how you will end up hurting me. Because in the end we all have our pasts. We've all made our mistakes. I'm trying hard. Not to turn this into more than it is Not to overthink. I really don't want to care. But I feel like I should.
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Sep 25, 2016
Sep 25, 2016 at 6:01 PM UTC
I don't want to.
I don't want to know. ‎ How many women have been in your bed. Or how many mistakes you've made. I don't want to hear. That you are a disaster waiting to happen And how you will end up hurting me. Because in the end we all have our pasts. We've all made our mistakes. I'm trying hard. Not to turn this into more than it is Not to overthink. I really don't want to care. But I feel like I should.
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Sep 25, 2016
Sep 25, 2016 at 6:01 PM UTC
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