pour la fille la plus belle, mon bébé.
we were younger, but not much. but still. she pulled my arm like loose strings on a sweater, begged to ride the tilt-a-whirl. she was smaller than me, and so she had to look up to really make me listen. well she did, i let her hand go, and so she stopped pulling. she rode the tilt-a-whirl and her keys and
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<3 alma fuerte, nino.
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thanks for showing lyndsi and i around at blue key, sorry we didn't have much time :/.
add me up!
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ps. i think i might be goin up to uf again sometime soon, wanna hang?
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[in a good way]
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"donny just wrote in his damned journal, and made me cry."
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