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a wild little girl who chases marvelous little dreams with no intention of facing what tomorrow may bring but who could blame her? he's wrapped around her finger so beautifully that she's started to believe it's always looked this way
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 2:50 PM UTC
I never wrote happy things, until you.
a wild little girl who chases marvelous little dreams with no intention of facing what tomorrow may bring but who could blame her? he's wrapped around her finger so beautifully that she's started to believe it's always looked this way
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 2:50 PM UTC
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