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Jul 2018
She called me her savior
for watching her dog
while she was away.
     Savior? No.
I can't even save myself.
Hell, I even forgot to feed the dog once and now her couch is in ruins.
But if she wants to keep thinking it,
     she can.
Tyler Matthew
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Tyler Matthew  27/M/U.S.
(27/M/U.S.)   
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     ---, L B, Elinor and Surbhi Dadhich
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