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Do you like me?

Please tell me, how you really feel. Don't make me assume things, or things would fall apart again. You're like a star. A damn kind of star. You'll come out all of sudden, and the next thing I knew, you were gone again. Just tell me the freaking truth and I promise, you'll never heard from me again. Ever.
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angel-bongat
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Jul 14, 2016
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#truth#hurt#you#mess#star#gone#like#damn#assume
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