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6.30.12
i should tell her that i love her.
but what the fuck do i know?
she'll run away, she'll hate me. i can't tell her. i can never tell her.
besides, i have a boyfriend. she has someone she wants to spend forever with.
i'm nothing to her - just a few experimental kisses on a dark night that i'm sure she doesn't even remember.
god's fucking cruel like that, you know?
maybe i am better off dead.
tonight might be the night.
fuck you,
eleanor
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aria
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