this is actually just rambling

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it's 11:28 pm and, shit, i miss you when there's barely a you to miss.
for hell's sake, i wouldn't even bet a buck on you thinking of me this christmas break.
you've got the hook, line, and sinker on my heart and all you had to do was give me that look.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 03, 2015 ⏰

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