Feh. Boy, I shake my fist at you. If I don't hang out with you before I leave I know I'll be sad. :-/
Napping did help a little.
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Once in a while, after life has been passing you by, you're forced to wake up.
Your dreams fade, and life seems to go on without taking your shattered heart into account.
But there is always hope.
love my baby.
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