Then i get out of the laundry service with my little bag i’m 19, i don’t have to worry… “do you want those candies?” because this winter starts to smell like spring i want to go home and stay in my bed
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Then i get out of the laundry service with my little bag i’m 19, i don’t have to worry… “do you want those candies?” because this winter starts to smell like spring i want to go home and stay in my bed