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Thursday, May 6, 2010 !@#$% 12:23 AM
Before you walk out on me, I wanna ask you something. Who was your shoulder, helping hand, and rock in your time of need? Who are all of those inside jokes with? Who was the one you chilled with for so many hours that all the memories seem to blend together? That’s right, ME. But if you really wanna throw all this away, be my fucking guest. |