Someone shows you my blogs. Maybe then you'll get it through your obnoxious fat head.... I love and miss you. Always....
I hate how you can love someone so much it hurts. And yes, I am calling it love. After everything that happened, how much I was hurt, i still think about you. What else could it be?
Frick.
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