" dear high school, let's keep doing this a little longer."




Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love you.



-bright
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mediocreideas mediocreideas Mar 04, 2019 04:29PM
Because he fuck me up with that love me up--My legs be up, got me guessin' which way be up--But he love me, love to fuck me, that's how he hug me--He fuck me.
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