Thinking too much day, you know.
He's still on my mind.
Even though ....
Well, Rome was not built in a day.
Friday night was weird. Sometimes I feel like of those around me, want me sometimes.
And I don't mean in a cocky way.
But I smile, because it feels good.
But I don't think I want any of them,
But I work hard to keep their interest.
Which makes no sense
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