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| It sucked last night. I'm in Jason's arms and I realize something. | |
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| I want Josh. He fits me like this big Josh sized glove. And maybe that's because we've had so much practice at it. But... still.... | |
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Josh should be nice to me.... and make nice cartoons...
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| I'm mad at him for making me miss him!! He sucks for being so damn cool!! | |
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