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Jul 2015
The price to love is pain in the end.
Love never ends well.
Someone always gets hurt
someone always gets the short end of the stick.
This time I'm leaving so you can't **** my heart.
I love you but I can't trust you.
I guess it's so long and good-bye and I know this will hurt me more then you.
Brittany Vasquez
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Brittany Vasquez  California
(California)   
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