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Anxiety only makes me sick to my stomach I don't want to be anxious when it's comes to us I love the smell of your cologne I love the sound of your laughter, but not the deep feeling in my guts that tells me you'd one day leave and not look back Till then I would love to be the woman of your dreams ©_shemiii
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Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 8:11 PM UTC
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Anxiety only makes me sick to my stomach I don't want to be anxious when it's comes to us I love the smell of your cologne I love the sound of your laughter, but not the deep feeling in my guts that tells me you'd one day leave and not look back Till then I would love to be the woman of your dreams ©_shemiii
Anxiety keeps eating me up and I can't tell him, he's the man I love endlessly
#anxiety#love#cologne
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_Shemiii
24/F/Lagos, Nigeria
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 8:11 PM UTC
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