Cry.
Sometimes I need to just cry.
I listen to sad songs.
I think of my past.
I think of you.
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The Golden Girl
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November 3, 2017 12:05
Cry.
Sometimes I need to just cry.
I listen to sad songs.
I think of my past.
I think of you.