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a game we always played i could always win i fell for him but rock must crush and scissors must cut and this time i didn't win
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Jan 20, 2021
Jan 20, 2021 at 12:45 AM UTC
rock, paper, scissors
a game we always played i could always win i fell for him but rock must crush and scissors must cut and this time i didn't win
having someone not feel the same way you do can hurt
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Jan 20, 2021
Jan 20, 2021 at 12:45 AM UTC
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