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Everybody complains about how when drunk their past lovers call them and confess their undying love But I find it such a tender act that at the moment when they have lost all control of their bodies that they think of you and I wish with all my heart that he would do that
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Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 11:59 PM UTC
Drunk (In Love)
Everybody complains about how when drunk their past lovers call them and confess their undying love But I find it such a tender act that at the moment when they have lost all control of their bodies that they think of you and I wish with all my heart that he would do that
emilymercados
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Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 11:59 PM UTC
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