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////////////// Thinking about it gives me lice, oh my god it bugs me. Sometimes it still feels like it might set my skin on fire, most days it just feels like a sunburn. I would love to move on but she's stuck in my head like a song.
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 8:11 AM UTC
I think about you all the time. Every single day. For years now.
////////////// Thinking about it gives me lice, oh my god it bugs me. Sometimes it still feels like it might set my skin on fire, most days it just feels like a sunburn. I would love to move on but she's stuck in my head like a song.
U take up 2 much room in my head
maia-vasconez
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 8:11 AM UTC
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