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Dear Annie, 

Tonight I went on a date with Laelynn. 

We ate ice cream and it made me feel much better.

Her laugh clears my mind.

We spoke for hours, she told me everything about her life and I told her everything about mine.

And, for the first time ever,

I mentioned you.

You were like my little dirty secret Annie, and it felt wrong.

I told her about you,

about how I want to murder you,

how you ruined my life,

how I can't stop thinking about you and everything you've done to me.

She carefully listened.

Unlike books, unlike movies, unlike normal people would do, Laelynn didn't tell me to

" Stay Strong "

or that

" Everything will be okay "

Because she knows that these words are useless.

Instead, she took my hands and looked me in the eyes. Her face was inches away from mine, and her lips gently touched mine. They tasted like paradise.

" Let's kill this bitch together "  she said.

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