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the sotong me
Wednesday, March 3, 201010:26 AM

I was/am as blur as a sotong(squid)


with everything coming up at the same time, i dont know whether i can go through with it. alone! much less complete it on time. asmuchasineedhissupport,itooneedhimbymyside.whyisithardthesepastonemonth? eventomeetup.icantevenrememberthelasttimewehangoutjustus.asmuchasiwanttoturntheclock
aroundtoayearagosoiamabletospendasmuchtimeasihad,iknowitsimpossiblenow.itjustsaddensme.everyday



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