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COUNTING CROWS | Olivia Ladun

I like to call this counting crows. A boy told me he liked me while I was high and crying listening to some indie bullshit. My ex girlfriend smoked everyday, 3:11 pm, after school in her backyard, 
and I guess that is sort of cringeworthy. Tell me you like me. I like to call this […]

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