aNOTHEr hOLe iN mY hEARt

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It is getting funnier because I don't know how many holes in my heart. Now, I got another hole in my heart... a big hole! 

Each hole takes me years to get over!!! if i have more holes than now, i don't think i live long enough to get over them. "taken from a book called, how to be single"


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