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*I make mistakes do stupid thing let him walk all over me let him use me and hurt me but I think I hurt him to I think I may say mean things be to harsh with my words give into easy let my wall down to low but some how we both come running back to each other I drift to him when others hurt me I drift into him bed and let him hold me tight he holds me till I don't cry or hurt anymore he drifts to me with arms wide open* I THINK IM INLOVE AND THIS YOUNGE AGE DONT TELL ME ITS PUPPY LOVE BECOUSE I KNOW ALL KIND OF LOVE AND THIS IT FEELS RIGHT
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 7:47 PM UTC
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*I make mistakes do stupid thing let him walk all over me let him use me and hurt me but I think I hurt him to I think I may say mean things be to harsh with my words give into easy let my wall down to low but some how we both come running back to each other I drift to him when others hurt me I drift into him bed and let him hold me tight he holds me till I don't cry or hurt anymore he drifts to me with arms wide open* I THINK IM INLOVE AND THIS YOUNGE AGE DONT TELL ME ITS PUPPY LOVE BECOUSE I KNOW ALL KIND OF LOVE AND THIS IT FEELS RIGHT
kate-mckay
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 7:47 PM UTC
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