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you had two other girls who weren't me and when you kissed me i could taste them, like stale beer, pickled herring, dry ramen clogging my pores and forcing out an empty i love you
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Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 12:27 PM UTC
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you had two other girls who weren't me and when you kissed me i could taste them, like stale beer, pickled herring, dry ramen clogging my pores and forcing out an empty i love you
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Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 12:27 PM UTC
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