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Why do I alwayse thinke To harde, ma heart has gone enlarged From da hope of finding tru romantik. Ma feelings all gon slanted I'm messed up frum wanting Dat tru boye to holde me. But noone here Not one boye here
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Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 1:56 PM UTC
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Why do I alwayse thinke To harde, ma heart has gone enlarged From da hope of finding tru romantik. Ma feelings all gon slanted I'm messed up frum wanting Dat tru boye to holde me. But noone here Not one boye here
natalia-mushara
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Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 1:56 PM UTC
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