He was supposed to spend the day with me. He told me he took off. Now he is gone on his way to work. I will be alone at the party. I hate him. Fuck my life.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
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He was supposed to spend the day with me. He told me he took off. Now he is gone on his way to work. I will be alone at the party. I hate him. Fuck my life.
Posted by Skinny Couture at 8:18 AM
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