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Apr 2015
What I really do with my time is browse dating sites with zero hope in heart until I see a pretty girl I think I'd get along well with, and then they never respond, or they stop talking for no apparent reason, and I go back to start.

I listen to music and lay on the couch when I should be sleeping. I watch a bunch of **** and ******* for an hour or two. I watch the most emotionally deep tv shows I can find, and sometimes cry.

I crave life, but it's not what I live.
I take life from friends without any to give.

Come over and I'll cuddle up with you and cry. I'll wipe your tears away and let you see mine. If you can hold my gaze, I'll look in your eye, and you in mine.

I can see you, and you are beautiful. You are my favorite thing in this world. I am yours, you are mine, and we'll wonder together if we both belong to someone divine.
Some Person
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Some Person  Midwest
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   --- and Arcassin B
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