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once in a while they’ll ask me if i’m over him then casually shifting the topic to the new girl he’s been hanging out with. Like how she was the epitome of the girl of his dreams how she could have made any man yield to her desires how he wished I could be more like her My friends inconsiderably talking about him while I bite my tongue hoping they would stop for a second and think about how much this conversation kills me more than my vices He was the best mistake I made falling for a man who smoked his dreams to grey
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Feb 5, 2017
Feb 5, 2017 at 10:58 AM UTC
Smoke it baby
once in a while they’ll ask me if i’m over him then casually shifting the topic to the new girl he’s been hanging out with. Like how she was the epitome of the girl of his dreams how she could have made any man yield to her desires how he wished I could be more like her My friends inconsiderably talking about him while I bite my tongue hoping they would stop for a second and think about how much this conversation kills me more than my vices He was the best mistake I made falling for a man who smoked his dreams to grey
Drunkie
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Feb 5, 2017
Feb 5, 2017 at 10:58 AM UTC
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