Now that you're gone I can finally tell you that I love you so much and I miss you and I miss the way we used to talk and I'm sorry I didn't wish you a happy birthday and I'm sorry that I didn't congratulate you on graduating and I'm sorry that I changed and maybe you didn't even notice but maybe you did because we don't talk anymore. I should have went with you to prom and I'm sorry I didn't.
Sometimes I really wish I didn't love you.
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I Might Set Fire to This Later
Non-FictionThis book is going to be like my journal. It's going to be very personal. Like a walk through my mind. I'm challenging myself to just write with no filter. To get my thoughts out. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR TRIGGERS. You could say it's a get to...
