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May 2011
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.
AbbieRoseee
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   Zach Mooney
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