January 27, 2013

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Dear Jane,
You've fucking locked me out of my own room. I can hear you cry and how much I want to comfort you. Why are you waiting for me to screw up? Am I that terrible to be with? Everything in my body physically aches. I'll wait for you outside the door.

I love you,
Calum.

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