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What the hell is life I don't knew wether cut my self with knife or wait for u 2 b my wife, but nor i can cut nor wait bec. It is 2 late, (there is already some1 who love me more then u could ever)
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Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 8:22 AM UTC
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What the hell is life I don't knew wether cut my self with knife or wait for u 2 b my wife, but nor i can cut nor wait bec. It is 2 late, (there is already some1 who love me more then u could ever)
don't take by heart its just a past written letters.............
aar-khan
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Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 8:22 AM UTC
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