Whatever poison's in this bottle will leave me broken sore and stiff.But it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at. He owes me one last wish.So here's a present to let you know I still exist.I hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips.But I got a plan drink for forty days and forty nights.A sip for every
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I know I suck, I dont even talk to you hardly anymore and I post in your livejournal. sorry.
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