As much as I complained about the wreckage and the nonsense, I would give up the rest of my life to spend another weekend in that trailor with you asleep by my side
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When we make the 40 minute walk back to where I'm supposed to be, I walk next to you. Every time you talk to somebody else, I ripen up with jealousy until you make your slow desent back to me
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