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I'm Amanda. 20. I dance and I run.
Graduated from Leisure and Resort Management,
but I have no idea what I want from life yet.
Don't judge me.
Tell me where hearts go, where they belong
Sunday, September 9, 2012 @ 9:33 PM

I hate how you make me feel all the time.
It was a good day, but it always crashes at the end and it takes awhile before I can pick myself up again. But still, I'm not over you. I'll give in to everything I said I would do, just for you. Because of you, I don't know what I'm becoming.
Out of sight, out of mind.
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