solitude

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8:46 p.m.

your asshole-ness.

i feel so young and ignorant next to you.

you speak about pretty girls and parties and strange math equations about love and I can't possibly keep up even if it's

only

one

year.

it's just one year.

hey, pretty boy, just what happened to you in that one year?

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