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Jun 2015
Tell me how much better I am than them
Then throw your sass in the backseat with the dog
Give me a kiss and tell me something I don't know.
I've got your hand so we can get lost together
I'm pretty sure third gear should be on the
bottom, but you tell me that's silly.
So I'll just look at you and smile because
We're getting **** good at talking without
talking.
Which is probably why we can stay on the phone for hours at a time, Babe,
You are the reason that I love you
Victoria
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Victoria  United States
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   --- and Eiliv Advena
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