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If you ever go down to Huntington, there is a girl there that is named Eryn. She's got ADD, but she's not bored with me. At least not yet, she said. With a 'zine in between her bohemian jeans, half sober. She;s a dog in heat and proud of that cliche. ok--ok,ok,ok She's a can of mixed nuts with a damn nice butt. It's over. But more and more she tries to make me stay. ok--ok,ok,ok (*2nd time- she makes me want to stay. ok--ok,ok,ok) Eryn Smith, I don't want you to hate me. You should know you educate me. You should know you make me want to say, You're bitchin' And I just want you to hold me, though I know we'll leave here lonely, 'cause in the end, it's meant to be that way anyway. She hacks her hair shorter oon the left side 'cause if you called her cute she'd be horrified. She says you're gonna eat popcorn in the dark and pay ten bucks to watch your life one day. You should know I think so much of you. You should think I don't think of you much, But that's not true. You're the dimple in my cheeks that I can't spit out. You're the smile in my eyes that I can't cry out. The word "subtle" is not a word that goes with Eryn Smith-- Get This Ringtone

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