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Sittin here remicsin about all the good times we had watever happened between us we were like sisters we had each others back bạn were there for me and i was there for bạn i miss all the good times we had can we go back to that now

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dont bạn remember all those timez all those things we did together i miss those times so bad watever happened can bạn tell me yeah so i can fix it and get rid of these weights on my shoulders yeah i miss bạn i miss talking to bạn i miss hanging with bạn can we ever go back ot those times

i have to thank bạn for so many things for everything bạn did for me yeah i want to go back to all those timez we were smiling, laughing with each other if it wasnt for bạn i wouldnt have ever changed and become the person i am today yeahh

[chorus]
dont bạn remember all those timez all those things we did together i miss those times so bad watever happened can bạn tell me yeah so i can fix it and get rid of these weights on my shoulders yeah i miss bạn i miss talking to bạn i miss hanging with bạn can we ever go back ot those times

im sorry for saying all those things now i must ask is that truth wat was i told is it true im sorry for everything i've done i never really meant it i thought that the dream i had would never happened but i was wrong i do anything to be your friend again
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Chapter 2 – Southern Belle Rule #14: Never Drink Alcohol
Jazmyn Langston stood in front of her mirror feeling defeated. Her auburn hair was braided to the side, but there were still loose strands. She wore ripped, faded skinny jeans and a tight fitting Paramore t-shirt that barely fit over her belly button with black combat boots. Nothing in her closet made her look as if she belonged. The hình ảnh of the beautiful girl across the đường phố, street made her grit her teeth and change her outfit for the third time.
The girl across the đường phố, street wasn’t the only reason why she thought she didn’t belong in...
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