Every time we hang out we get in trouble. We got pulled up by cops, we've been caught wagging, we've snuck around, we've stolen the car for a bit longer than we should of. We feel like shit for a bit, but we end up laughing about it in a few minutes. Even though we get ourselves in the shit, I still have the best times with you. I miss you Nicole. Let's hang out again. xx
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