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love is not a word - it's the feeling of butterflies in your stomach and the script of perfect 'will never be's you play over and over again late night when you can't fall asleep love is in your eyes- it's bright red sparkling with lust and infatuation i see it every time
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 10:47 AM UTC
love
love is not a word - it's the feeling of butterflies in your stomach and the script of perfect 'will never be's you play over and over again late night when you can't fall asleep love is in your eyes- it's bright red sparkling with lust and infatuation i see it every time
i'm so mad at myself for being in love
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 10:47 AM UTC
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