How is she doing?
It's a Thursday. She feels extra sad on Thursdays. I don't know why though. What was it about Thursdays that made her so sad? She didn't really tell me. All she told me was that she felt that way. I hope she told you why, maybe that way you'd be able to comfort her better than I did.
It shouldn't be that hard, really. All I did was tell her that it would be okay while I rubbed circles on her back. Pathetic? I know.
Just make sure she's okay.
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Novela Juvenil"I loved her cowardly, yet I love her more than my own life. I love her so much, yet I want her to have better. And that's you. " // aka what i wrote when i was alone and sad //
