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Aug 03, 2006 09:46

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be in your arms again.

Sometimes I think you were the last person to care about me.

But then somtimes  I remember how badly we both hurt eachother

Sometimes. I wish i didnt think.

Sometimes I wish I really ment something to someone for once besides just someone to hook up with. or hurt.
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