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6d
I hope it rains on your special day because
I know how much you hate rain... but you wont care about
may 11th. to you its another day. if I tried to do something special you'll complain, if I dont you'll be heartbroken.
well now you know my pain... now you know
how its like to be neglected.
(what we have isn't love)
alison
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alison  18/F/california
(18/F/california)   
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