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Dec 2014
I don’t hope you worry about me. I don’t hope you think about me. My ego would like it but what’s the point in feeding that silly human impulse. It’s not going to help me to wish burden upon you.

I worry about you. I think about you all of the time, but I’m aware of it and that’s just fine.
leah
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leah  18/F/texas
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