(My knee) will never be the same ever again.
Although I've never dropped a tear over it since everything happened, sometimes I can't help but feel like it nonetheless.
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Saturday, April 21, 2012
Tuesday, April 03, 2012
You say you don't want me to worry but you tell me the end of the story, with no head and in between.
Now, how do you expect me not to worry?
Dear Whoever,
23:09
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