That guy I truly liked well let's just say me and him don't talk anymore . people told him lies about me and he believed them and just left me. He left our friendship. Every memory I had of him. Every conversation. Now he is the wind in the past. He's asleep at night while I'm up thinking. He was my best friend but I guess I wasn't his.
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Документальная прозаjust some stuff in here. it's where I take everything that has been in my mind all day and type it on here. in some ways I guess its like a dairy. I'm sorry if you don't like it and I'm warning you their might be some depressing stuff in here.
