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it's ok that things are bad yes, you're allowed to feel sad no you're not ******* mad leave that lad don't tell me he's the best you've ever had you're allowed to vent I know how much he meant what's left lingering is the scent even after the ******* went because he wasn't content drunk, alone and full of self pity now you feel ****** just because he doesn't think you're witty, doesn't mean you're not pretty you light up the whole god **** city thinking stood washing the windows isn't it funny who he chose I will never get those who choose a thorn over a rose think about all the other lost souls let love take its tole you be Romeo and she will fight for the Juliet role just please don't leave a hole in her almost empty soul oh my oh my the way she cries when she hears his lies acting like its a surprise I almost believe those eyes after all those self righteous highs can you honestly question who dies? let me say again, it's ok that things are bad yes, you're allowed to feel sad no you're not ******* mad leave that lad don't tell me he's the best you've ever had
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Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 2:39 PM UTC
is the opposite gender a new species?
it's ok that things are bad yes, you're allowed to feel sad no you're not ******* mad leave that lad don't tell me he's the best you've ever had you're allowed to vent I know how much he meant what's left lingering is the scent even after the ******* went because he wasn't content drunk, alone and full of self pity now you feel ****** just because he doesn't think you're witty, doesn't mean you're not pretty you light up the whole god **** city thinking stood washing the windows isn't it funny who he chose I will never get those who choose a thorn over a rose think about all the other lost souls let love take its tole you be Romeo and she will fight for the Juliet role just please don't leave a hole in her almost empty soul oh my oh my the way she cries when she hears his lies acting like its a surprise I almost believe those eyes after all those self righteous highs can you honestly question who dies? let me say again, it's ok that things are bad yes, you're allowed to feel sad no you're not ******* mad leave that lad don't tell me he's the best you've ever had
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Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 2:39 PM UTC
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