it doesnt..

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By <3 Because Sometimes You Cant Just Say It <3

I was sat there and I HAD ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOTHING but hey, why would you care YOU THREW A FUCKING FIT just cos i would sit and stare YOU LEFT ME ON MY OWN and now you got the cheek to moan YOU TOLD ME TO MOVE ON and i did SO WHY IS THAT SO WRONG?? you left me there to look after myself WELL ALL THIS SHIT is better left on the shelf COS IT DOESNT FUCKING HURT ANYMORE it doesnt..

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