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To The Boy I Believed When He Told Me He Loved Me

Its an abstract concept. One day you met eyes with a person across the street, maybe he sat next to you in class. You sparked up a conversation with him because you liked his smile and before you knew it, that single day shaped into five, twenty, eighty days.

To My Beautiful Best Friend On Her Wedding Day

I hate you. You darn gorgeous, wonderful, beautiful thing. I hate you because Im so incredibly jealous. Because I can see how your smile stretches effortlessly across your face, how you glow with that pure type of happiness, how your entire body and face are absolutely radiant. Youre in

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