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I free wheel through today knowing things should be better but are not, I'm starting to not care anymore why should I after I feel like this? Oh I talk to the women I like in a few ways, I wonder am I being tested but for what? Like I was tested when I heard gun shots and then saw the getaway car in the wrong order? I know they were fireworks but I saw the real affect of ...
I free wheel through today knowing things should be better but are not, I'm starting to not care anymore why should I after I feel like this? Oh I talk to the women I like in a few ways, I wonder am I being tested but for what? Like I was tested when I heard gun shots and then saw the getaway car in the wrong order? I know they were fireworks but I saw the real affect of ...
Thursday 13th September 2012 6:57 pm
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