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lucky isn't something i consider myself to be. and though you've asked me why i still make myself cry i don't think you realize how unlucky i really am. yeah, i've had it good. i live in a great town with a loving family and opportunities i am so thankful i have been given. so why am i so unhappy? i'll tell you why. it's because i'm stuck here. this small town has trapped me in its suburban clutches. i can't escape for another two years. and i know those two years will be the longest years of my entire existence. but then you came along and you changed my life. you make me happy. i look forward to talking to you every day, even though it'll only be for a little while before you go to work. you make me so happy to be alive. you make me laugh when i'm sad. you are the best thing that's ever happened to me. i love you.
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 10:27 PM UTC
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lucky isn't something i consider myself to be. and though you've asked me why i still make myself cry i don't think you realize how unlucky i really am. yeah, i've had it good. i live in a great town with a loving family and opportunities i am so thankful i have been given. so why am i so unhappy? i'll tell you why. it's because i'm stuck here. this small town has trapped me in its suburban clutches. i can't escape for another two years. and i know those two years will be the longest years of my entire existence. but then you came along and you changed my life. you make me happy. i look forward to talking to you every day, even though it'll only be for a little while before you go to work. you make me so happy to be alive. you make me laugh when i'm sad. you are the best thing that's ever happened to me. i love you.
lindsey-eleanor
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 10:27 PM UTC
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