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$ometimes it feels like it was yesterday . . .
We graduated high school, saying goodbye. That feeling that you get at seventeen or eighteen that nobody in the history of the world has ever been this close, has ever loved as fiercely or laughed as hard or cared as much. Sometimes it feels like it was yesterday and sometimes it feels like someone else's memory
. FOUR YEARS LATER
Everything changed
_[ ℓυ¢αѕ αи∂ ρєутσи ♥ тяυє ℓσνє αℓωαуѕ ]_
♪ My name's Peyton
fake-blond Peyton
I don't have a boyfriend
'cause I'm a bitch ♪
fake-blond Peyton
I don't have a boyfriend
'cause I'm a bitch ♪
♪ Her name's Lindsay
man face Lindsay
and her fiancé proposed to me first
with the very same ring ♪
man face Lindsay
and her fiancé proposed to me first
with the very same ring ♪
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ι иєνєя fєαяє∂ тнє υиєχρє¢тє∂ . . .
