You picked her, by Little Miss Perfect Subscribe to rss feed for Little Miss Perfect

Daddy, you say you love me, and you will never forget me,
but I cant help but think that you will. You would rather
talk to her, and be with her then call me or be with me. All
you talk about is her her her. Do you talk about me? Do you
love me anymore? Everyone says you wont but you are. Why
would you pick her over me?? I dont understand!
Posted: 2005-04-28 20:51:07 UTC

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