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Baby we need to talk, there's some things I need to tell you. I haven't been all that honest, and I think its time you knew. You think everything is a joke, and you'rs super immature. Whenever we hangout, everything becomes a blur. My head quickly fills up, with guilt and other memories. Im always thinking of them, and theres so many possibilities. Is it possible that ill tell you, I cheated twice in a row? Or is the impossible possible? That you may already know? Always,       Tameica Hammick. 4-13-11
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Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 12:06 PM UTC
impossibly possible.
Baby we need to talk, there's some things I need to tell you. I haven't been all that honest, and I think its time you knew. You think everything is a joke, and you'rs super immature. Whenever we hangout, everything becomes a blur. My head quickly fills up, with guilt and other memories. Im always thinking of them, and theres so many possibilities. Is it possible that ill tell you, I cheated twice in a row? Or is the impossible possible? That you may already know? Always,       Tameica Hammick. 4-13-11
an ex girlfriend too insecure for me. moved on to men,
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Jul 16, 2014 at 12:06 PM UTC
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