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it had started to rain, but we didnt care every word that was spoken held onto the air |
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i wish my favorite pants were still my favorite pants and that i was your favorite person again. i wish i would be free and without any worries. none at all. not one and i wish i could make out all the time because its fun and it should be done all the time. its a way to share the wealth without all the titles and calls. i wish i could act happy when i am happy. but i can't and that sucks. oh well. |