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Oct 2015
you realize how much you truly miss someone when something happens- good or bad- and the only person you want to tell is the one person who isn't there.
i ******* miss you
i miss us
my ******* hope can't die but I know it'll never happen again, no more me and you
How the **** can you just tell me it's okay when clearly it's not since we both want to ******* die please explain
princessv
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   Z, Sara Leal, R and M
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