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September 8, 2014

onehundredandtwentynine

You’re so bloody childish.
I can tell.
How well our relationship sits.
By the amount of kisses you put in your texts.
Like it was a Power Bar.
Like we were fucking playing Street Fighter II.
If only.
“Nintendo’s for kids”.
My Blanka is brutal.
I’d destroy you.

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