This is what i would say to my jacob, if i can even say he is mine.
How do i even start off, do i start off saying that i dont know how to start off,or do i pour my tim, trái tim out,that first word, i dont know anymore..Because with you, nothing is the way it seems, hoặc the way it was before. Everything changes even the way im supposed to write this, you've confused me.
OK,, i think is this part where i pour my tim, trái tim out right?? if not. im going to sound.. odd. but who cares now? not you. bạn wont even read this my love.
ok here i go, keep me from falling.
I meet bạn on a saturday, on the first saturday...
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