I call him collect
I tell him, this morning I fell in
love with him.
he makes me sign a form saying,
"I'm not depressed."
Later I go to work and don't even notice
Midnight.
What a ******* midnight you are
stop it with your cold shoulder.
Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 8:24 PM UTC
I call him collect
I tell him, this morning I fell in
love with him.
he makes me sign a form saying,
"I'm not depressed."
Later I go to work and don't even notice
Midnight.
What a ******* midnight you are
stop it with your cold shoulder.
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