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Cheers to the freaking weekend!

by @LucidLucy

Weekends are supposed to be great and weekdays a sore. But lately I find my work a good chore. For all the late weekend nights that we had, to all the bad coffee we always grab. I want to forget how good those conversations made me feel. Cause now every weekend I feel very ill. And I so look forward to sleeping dead tired over a day's hardwork. For forgetting you, me and the memories that always lurk.
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Oct 15, 2016
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