"The point of living became clear; you."
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August 21, 2014 - 11:26
We made crafts on the patio after breakfast. I felt like such a child. My brown colored pencil broke, so I asked for a sharpener.
"Do you need to sharpen that, dear?"
"...."
"Alright-y then."
I didn't give the sharpener back.
Sincerely,
Rae
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August 21, 2014 - 13:01
Rae looked tired today; she was still beautiful, though. I watched her put a pencil sharpener in her pocket. She drew chocolates and I drew maple trees.
"What's that?"
"A tree."
"It's pretty."
"Thank you."
Love Always,
Harry
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You're gorgeous <3
Thanks for reading xx
- Hannah
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Fanfiction"what's done is done. what's dead is dead. all of these demons are stuck in my head."
