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I'm not your girlfriend. Don't kiss me on the forehead, don't hold my hand. Don't gently stroke my hair- just ******* pull it. "All anyone here cares about is drugs, *** and alcohol," you said, insinuating that I'm any different. I don't want your hoodie, or your bracelet. I don't wanna spend the night. I want 2am "you up?" texts, giving head in the bathroom, popping adderall and going all night. I don't want you to love me, I just want you to **** me. You're too nice for me, and I never liked gentlemen anyway.
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Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 8:47 AM UTC
9/27/15 5am
I'm not your girlfriend. Don't kiss me on the forehead, don't hold my hand. Don't gently stroke my hair- just ******* pull it. "All anyone here cares about is drugs, *** and alcohol," you said, insinuating that I'm any different. I don't want your hoodie, or your bracelet. I don't wanna spend the night. I want 2am "you up?" texts, giving head in the bathroom, popping adderall and going all night. I don't want you to love me, I just want you to **** me. You're too nice for me, and I never liked gentlemen anyway.
I learned today that I'm not a girlfriend girl.
annawa
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Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 8:47 AM UTC
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