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Tuesday, 8 October 2013

Feels like there's nowhere to go?
iShe feel that right now.
there's no place that make iShe the part of that place.
Nowhere.
Right now.

And you know what?

iShee didn't give a damn.

She didn't mind at all.At all.

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