november 2 2017
The day we met,
yesterday.. X_X
i smiled with joy
you make me happy,
WHILE THESE DAMN BULLIES CAN'T SHUT THE HELL UP!
and no one compares to you
no one is as nice as you..
SATAN IS WITH EVERYONE... but us
IM SICK OF EVERYONE IM SICK OF THE BULL CRAP!
november 2 2017 is the reason im happy..
THE OTHERS FORGET THEM!
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