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Saturday, November 13, 2010
Perspective
While dancing with a creepy older man who kept trying to rub up on me:
gaaah, I can't do this, I'm still 100% in love with my ex, I'm sad, blah blah blah
While dancing with VERY PRETTY BOY:
you know, I think I could move on.
lolll
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