Letter Twelve

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Dear Troye,
I found myself snuggling with your pillow tonight, it still smells like you. I've hidden your things from Matt, I don't him to find them. He told me if I don't get over you, he'll break up with me. That's why I did what I did.

I got rid of all your clothes, I have one shirt hidden away though everything is gone. I don't want you in my house anymore so I got rid of everything. I miss you but I'm over you now, it's for the better.

Matt helped me throw everything away, we took it all to the dump, you're gone now.

It feels good!

Bye,
Con.

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