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Still friends.

Fixed? You could say that, he did everything to help me. We'd fight though... Fight, fight and fight. I got sick of it. We were just meant to be friends. Nothing more. I still love him. I always will. I just cant stay held on.

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abbieroseee

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Published: May 23, 2011
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