Amnesia
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I woke up with this girl she had a lipstick stain on my cheeks but I couldn't remember what was her name."
I woke up with this boy but he had amazing eyes and smile she's so cute but I woke up feeling my neck with a hickey. What really happened? I wish I could've woke up with amnesia
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