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Sunday, June 9
The boys missing me.
The feeling you get when people you adore actually misses you. For a down right low self-esteem person, it feels magical
but I don't take it all in because life is never this good. Something must be up.
Kill me now for being such a pessimist.
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Bacon & Rice.
This describes me best even if I'm not this anymore.