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You ever notice that when people die; suddenly their possessions become the most important things in the world.
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Fuuuuuuck. I wish you wanted to listen to me as bad as I want to talk to you.
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I miss you.
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I think I just died a little inside.
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So really... I was just a whore for you too. Great. Thank you.
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When you talk to me the way you do sometimes, I wonder if you're drunk and... you probably are.
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When I die I want cremated and then put my ashes into a painting with bright colors. Is that weird?
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I have my g-pa's wallet. Smells like leather, mints, and his cologne.
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I miss summer nights at my grandma's house and falling asleep to the sound of rain hitting the window.
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I love how a pen feels in my hand.
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- Name: Megan
- Country: United States
- State: Indiana
- Metro: Indianapolis
- Gender: Female
- Member Since: 6/5/2005
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