dear caitlin. its not your fault, commit this to memory, the bright ideas always get lost along the way.
i love you like a processed slice of kraft orange chedder cheese. i miss you as much as i miss the the recently burnt out lightbulb in my lamp. love you so much lucifer. oxoxo. much hate, paulette.
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if i could find you now things would get better.
we could leave this town and run forever.
i love you like a slice of hot roast beef.
i miss you as much as i miss the safari desert.
love you so much madeline.
xoxox.
much hate, josephine.
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its not your fault, commit this to memory, the bright ideas always get lost along the way.
i love you like a processed slice of kraft orange chedder cheese.
i miss you as much as i miss the the recently burnt out lightbulb in my lamp.
love you so much lucifer.
oxoxo.
much hate, paulette.
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