I bought a bag, today
it is rectangular
I had forgotten about
the time you made fun of them,
and as I checked out,
I remembered.
I cried.
she looks like you.
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 10:12 PM UTC
I bought a bag, today
it is rectangular
I had forgotten about
the time you made fun of them,
and as I checked out,
I remembered.
I cried.
she looks like you.
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