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date: february fifteenth


I couldn't go to the dance. Danny passed on his stupid stomach virus to me. 

I threw up so many times.

Anyways, laying sick in bed really got me thinking about you.

You know, I always wondered if you ever liked me back.

Maybe it would all be different if I told you my feelings,

but I'm a coward

and i'd rather not know than be rejected by you 

because at least I can still hope.



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