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and she breathed in, and in.
"getting off the train to see a girl who's sweeter than an apple picked from adam's street,
oh glory be.
and i wonder if she's been pressed against an unfamiliar wall,
and said to all those men as she has said to me before;
however much you want me, i swear i'll make you want me more.
however much you want me, i swear i'll make you want me more, and ( Read more... ) -
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Hello. Please don't delete me.
Hi. I love you. -
not even at all.
I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when ( Read more... )
