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Jul 2016
He saw you as a quick **** and a friend, sexurally attached. You were my soul so why choose him? You knew as well as I did once you said you were getting your own place it met moving in. While he pushed me away I fought for you. Even with the loss I love you. I guess I couldn't win every battle. When I'm gone I just hope you look back and remember the good times darling not the dark.
     -the boy you loved.
She said it was a lie.
Nathan Wischropp
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Nathan Wischropp  Springfield
(Springfield)   
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