United States
November 14, 2006 8:00pm CST
and I love her and I need her and I miss her when I see her picture on my phone one memory that I own and I love it when she kisses me and I need to know she misses me and when she whispers in the morning I am mourning because I can't be next to her and this must be a hex to her as it is to me I miss her touch and need it so much and I need to cry on that shoulder I'd die and for that cause I would suffer scrub the mess like a buffer take it in all at once wince a little a couple cuts but my bandage is her touch
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