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Powiedziałbym naturalnie ładna, gdy nuciła "My" Myslovitz.
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Nie myśl o reszcie, Ty masz znaczenie.
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Na mieście plotek sto - to tylko słowa nie bolą już, dobra, nie ważne, mam w plecach Twój nóż.
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Wiadomka, to koniec, bez Ciebie mi lżej.
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Minęło kilka lat - tyś innej serce skradł, a pod postem widzę like, no a w nocy dzwonisz o drugiej i wiem - dla Ciebie ja jestem ramieniem do łez.
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"- Are you dreaming about me? - Do you really want to hear the answer? - Well, I am not sure now... - You should clearly know the answer by now, just from the sentence.... - Are they good dreams or nightmares then? - It depends from the dream, but usually the wonderful ones. Ehh..."
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"Jesteś cały mój, ja cała twoja..."
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"You are the most beautiful girl in the world. The girl of my dreams!"
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"- this poor guy really thinks you like him. Everytime he was coming over, he never took his eyes off you. Maybe next time he will come over I will give him your number and set you up on a date. That would be quite interesting to see. Haha - Are you out of your mind?! Would you seriously give him my number?!! - No!!do you really think I would be able to do that? I would never do that!! - Good. He already knows where I am working. So it wouldn't be so hard to stalk me on the way back home and do god knows what else... that is actually kind of scary to even think of... - if I would find out that he is stalking you or even getting closer to you, I would literally kill him! Don't you worry. I've got you. "
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After few chocolates given today, really didn't want to eat anymore of them, but I couldn't help myself and eaten few. Apparently given food has no calories - they say... in the end I have asked you a question: " - Do you want me to be fat? - I want you to be mine..."
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And we went to the town on Friday night to see what is going on at the clubs. We didn't plan to actually go partying, but just wanted to look around. I knew you were out in the cinema that evening. Men night - as they say. Thought maybe you would be out too. Was keep searching you in the crowd. God, what am I doing? This is becoming an obsession...
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