So know you know, both of you know..
I really dont know what gonna happen next,
I hope something good.
Ha, I am starting to tell you everything,
hope you dont freak out.!
Yea, I have kept it in all this time..
Never told anybody anything,
You seem to like it..
Its pretty funny,
Ima miss you,
lush you: o
Take me to london!
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