《Texts | Justin》It was not a date
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Alright thanks for the ticket
And I hope you had fun at your dinner date with Hailey
Well duh
Who doesn't
Tbh I'm pretty pissed
Cause????
Remember we were going to have a movie night at my house.
Well you could've just told you were on a date and couldn't come when I texted you and don't lie I saw you read my messages.
Because they always turn out to be something more
Never mind I see how it is. I don't wanna do this anymore
I know you like Hailey.
And I know you like me.... I think
Oh wow okay
You don't like Hailey or me okay that aight
See ya sun.
Wtf it's you that keeps messing things up
All you had to say was that you were busy
I fricken waited for you for 4 four hours, now I feel so dumb
Wow
It's cool
Me too jay bee
Love me too
Lol i always do
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||Poetry Collection||
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