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May 2016
I guess that's how it always works.
I'll go, or you will.
Remember, it's a year and two hours and hundreds of miles.
Not that I mind.
It almost draws us out, makes this seem more special.
Am I wrong, however, to slightly doubt the reality, that this might work?
I digress...
It's just hard to see in the future something I'll have to push hard for...
And senior year will be so stressful.
God help my doubtful self, I'm sorry.
This being said, don't throw your time away for me, use it for your life.
Your life is more important to me than anything, and I don'tΒ Β want you to throw it away on me.
Never.
You have a life.
LIVE IT.
xmxrgxncy
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xmxrgxncy  21/F/the forest
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