and you would think that after three Valentimes day’s, cupid would shoot him instead of me. live for the moments kids. enjoy them while your young. dont grow up. never. peter pan, save me before it’s too late, and just like cinderella, times is running out.
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amen. I say this approximately 15 times per day. it’s not my fault the masses of society dont get my sarcastic humor, or is it?
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Is it bad that i automatically thing of Kid Cudi after reading this? Radio head, please save me from this mainstream mess.
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Liam & I in roughly six and a half years.
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“Dude, is it just Violet, or is this PARADICE waiting patiently for one to thrust themself into the brisk ocean blue.” something i just said to Liam. Oh god, the way in which we talk in first person.
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You don’t even need to ask me.
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Who needs one when you have chocolate, dude.
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Oh, how I would love to just get lost in this world.
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Oh, Clemence Poesy, you truly are stunning.
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Oh, Wood Allen, the movies you are able to film in this magnificent city. #MidnightInParie. oh sory, it’s paris, i get carried away sometimes. my condolences.
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I wish I can call this “hot” or “sexy” but all this is is stabbing a hole through your body and putting a piece of trashy metal through it.
Yeah, real classy girls.
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