Year Eleven

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This wasn't supposed to happen.

You weren't supposed to come to the party.

You weren't supposed to get drunk.

I wasn't supposed to get drunk.

I wasn't supposed to let all my feelings out.

We weren't supposed to hook up.

But mostly, you weren't supposed to hate me.

And swore to never speak to me again.

But sadly you did.

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