Derek is his name.
Playing is his game.
Today is his birthday.
he left me last night.
we didnt fight
its just a weird day.
he wants me to come over
even though last night we were over
and now he wants me to stay
his mom is picking us up
and i dont feel okay
he left me last night
and today is his birthday
so what the hell is up with him today?
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