Finaste du

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I miss you a lot
Your face and smile
Your music in my ears
and ofcourse all the memories
We used to have fun and laugh at every wierdness we could
You know, without you I am just this boring girl who is called no-lifer
But fortunately I am not, 'cause you are always around

Mathilda är världens finaste vän.

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