I'M NOT GONNA WRITE YOU A LOVE SONG.

We. Fucking. Love. This. Song.

Thank you Sara, for making an un-love song. You're a fox, by the way. And as syrupy candy coated strawberry waffles lovey dovey truffles and roses we are....this is just more...reasonable. And more...realistic. And uh, it's probable that we can all relate to this ditty somewhere along the line. Like ahem, for instance our record shows 1 boyfriend who said they're were "not enough" photos of him up in our apartment and told us to hang more up? Eww. And also 1 boyfriend who literally told us it "wouldn't hurt" if we went tanning or perhaps even got our hair highlighted. Not even joking. Aww, love and memories mistakes and breakups. They get funnier all the time, with time.

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