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Dec 2014
i hate the times like these
when i come home empty from an entire day of ******* and go creep under the blanket.
now im feeling the sensation of your arms holding me tight while i cry at the though of it.
i just want you here
All my thoughts are always so scattered oops
katie
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katie  Texas
(Texas)   
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   --- and Erenn
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