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Dec 2018
Man it's gonna **** me if he ever goes back to Cali, to the state that's always warm, where palm trees grow and he doesn't ask me to come with him.
And I have to stay here in Ohio in the state that's mostly cold, where the only thing that grows is loneliness because he didn't ask me to come with him.
Chameleon
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Chameleon  28/F/Ohio
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