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So she says that I am enchanting. Maybe I'm just a fool surrounding you, wasting precious air. This is called Bipolarity dear.
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Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 9:41 PM UTC
Longing Hatred
So she says that I am enchanting. Maybe I'm just a fool surrounding you, wasting precious air. This is called Bipolarity dear.
Shin
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30/M/American
Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 9:41 PM UTC
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