March 2012
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And not a single fuck was given.
Little bit of chicken fried, a cold beer on a Friday night, a pair of jeans that fit just right, and the radio on.
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Fuck I hate being lonely.
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Seriously, why do I keep trying to be friends with you. You broke MY heart, and yet I’m the one begging for your friendship.
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