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5 weeks left until we walk our separate paths. 5 weeks left, and a bunch of stories I wanted to tell, just to entertain the butterflies in my stomach. 5 weeks left, and still, I have no guts to confess these feelings. 5 weeks left. I wonder, what if I had done this, or done that—would there be any difference between us? 5 weeks left, and I am missing you so much.
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Aug 13, 2024
Aug 13, 2024 at 9:41 AM UTC
5 weeks
5 weeks left until we walk our separate paths. 5 weeks left, and a bunch of stories I wanted to tell, just to entertain the butterflies in my stomach. 5 weeks left, and still, I have no guts to confess these feelings. 5 weeks left. I wonder, what if I had done this, or done that—would there be any difference between us? 5 weeks left, and I am missing you so much.
5 weeks left until our graduation.
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F/depressed land
Aug 13, 2024
Aug 13, 2024 at 9:41 AM UTC
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