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Apr 2018
I love talking to you.
Our conversations always bring me joy, especially when I know your happy.
But when I ask you do you remember what we talked about the other day you don't remember;
Why is that?
It must have happened in my head again.
I honestly love my friends, but even when talking to them I'm so self conscious so whenever I'm alone I talk to them but in my mind.
Amber
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Amber  14/F
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