hm. after three weeks, i get a random call from him.
he wants me to come see him.. i end up stayin the night.
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whys it so hard to stay away?
& they call me Juju.
I play with my eyelashes when I'm sleepy, I procrastinate like crazy, my room stays junky no matter how many times I clean it. My mouth gets me in trouble all the time and I'm as real as they come. I constantly have a smile on my face, I laugh all the time, cry when I need and voice my opinion when asked. Will you ever meet another girl like me? Sorry, boo. They don't make 'em like me anymore. :]
& this is goodbye ;
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