Friday, May 26, 2017

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At 3:44 AM, Blogger I have a Black Dog, and his name is Depression said...

Gosh I don't even remember that girl. You I remember like yesterday. But, that girl your there with...I don't remember her. Perfect stranger. I do remember I was a happy person. I just don't remember those organic feelings. I would like to gamble if I had a chance to go back and be that girl again for a month. I have a feeling that I would enjoy that immensely. She's such a different person full of fear now. Not fun.

 

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