missing the wrong beats.
He made me think of l'histoire. The way he dressed, the way he carried his bag, the way he kept sneaking obvious glances. Uncanny.
Usher now. I miss him!!!
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I keep crashing into people on the trains because I'm so knackered. Ugh.
Usher now. I miss him!!!
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I keep crashing into people on the trains because I'm so knackered. Ugh.
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