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May 2015
It's my fault i guess, get attached too easily maybe.
I shouldn't i know, but it's not like i can control it.

When i saw you, i knew you were special and i hoped that you were the one. But that's *******, life isn't a fairytale and prince don't exist.

Maybe i was blind because of perfect lined face.
That was new for me, you seemed interest and i was flatted.

But still.
At the end of the day, you don't care and i'm hurt.
O.P
Heartbreak Motel
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Heartbreak Motel  France
(France)   
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   Crimson, --- and Camron Elliott
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