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dear luke,

you looked at me while i was walking with my best friend to the bus stop. you always look at me and i wonder if it's because you like me or because you're thinking about how weird i am

i'm desperate to get over you

everytime i think about why i like you like that i remember every single detail about you and it keeps me up at night because fucking hell i like you so much

with love,

ashton

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