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expecting the worst and determined not to crack
queen dozzy
I met a Swede boy. Sweet Swede. His name was Alodi or something.
Maybe his sister is named Heidi and has a friend Clara who's wheelchair-bound?
Probably he's mad rich and owns a resort in the Alps. WAAAAAAO.
No plans, no plans, no plansssssssssssss
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liting, 16.
i don't know anymore.
"he said he'd be there at a quarter past one but all i met up with was all the old memories we had."
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