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Monday, January 24, 2011

I get scared when you black out

because you have no idea what you are doing. Because I'm not on your mind. Because you like to make out. Because you like to dirty dance and touch body parts. Because you could be hurting me and not even know. I'm not gonna sit here and say that I never blacked out. But when I do the first thing I think about is you and how I'm so glad I was out with my bestfriend who wouldn't let me do anything "stupid".

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