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i love food.
it's life.
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materialistic at times, y'know.

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Imma fighter.
i punch people and slap their ass.

Shit that happens every 2am.
Monday, June 17, 2013, 1:49 AM

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You make me feel like crying. And thats the worst thing someone could ever do to me, cause I really can't express that shit and it doesn't just happens so easily. I spend the whole time telling people all the good things you've done to me. Maybe something maybe nothing. And even tho none of them actually met you, it doesn't matter to me to you to anyone at all. Cause we were happy and everyone could see that. And I really missed that.

I don't want us having to try to do things all the time. That's all.

I know I'm gonna regret saying all this shit by the morning, like I always do. But I really want you back. You make my mornings, my nights. You make me 24/7.

I just need someone to remind me that I can pull through this. And I hope, he makes you happy too, whoever he is. I'm sure he will.

Weakling.