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I woke up in his bed yet again Stumbled through the mess of clothes and ***** dishes on the floor Trying to find my outfit from the night before I darted out the door Down the stairs and into my room My head throbbing like some impending doom And what does it mean We're only just friends? Waking in your bed daily Seems more than just friendly If that’s all it is, all my friends really owe me
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Jun 28, 2010
Jun 28, 2010 at 7:10 AM UTC
Dormitory
I woke up in his bed yet again Stumbled through the mess of clothes and ***** dishes on the floor Trying to find my outfit from the night before I darted out the door Down the stairs and into my room My head throbbing like some impending doom And what does it mean We're only just friends? Waking in your bed daily Seems more than just friendly If that’s all it is, all my friends really owe me
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Jun 28, 2010
Jun 28, 2010 at 7:10 AM UTC
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