Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Yes: we broke up. No: I don't want to talk about it.
Posted by .Nicotine.Queen. at 1:15 PM
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1 comments:
That's one of the saddest things I've ever read. Not what you wrote, but the graphic. Not that what you wrote is sad too. You're a princess; you'll get your "Happily Ever After". I'm sure of it.
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