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Annelise not Jane
Who says? what? who says?
why? In New York city.
I don't remember. I was stoned.
What! That's John Mayer, right?
O yes O yes, Like Neal Cassidy.
Beautiful and Bullshit, man.
DON'T RIP OFF.
That was Jane and Mickey like Neal Cassidy.
Hold on, It's around the corner.
I will get it for you, My poor Mickey.
But how can you?
I don't trust you.
I don't trust myself.
What I started, this bullshit lines of hopeless words.
Who says, I love you.
I love Annelise.
why? In New York city.
I don't remember. I was stoned.
What! That's John Mayer, right?
O yes O yes, Like Neal Cassidy.
Beautiful and Bullshit, man.
DON'T RIP OFF.
That was Jane and Mickey like Neal Cassidy.
Hold on, It's around the corner.
I will get it for you, My poor Mickey.
But how can you?
I don't trust you.
I don't trust myself.
What I started, this bullshit lines of hopeless words.
Who says, I love you.
I love Annelise.
Published 15th Oct 2015
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