"In every person's life they come across one person that makes the other forget about the things that would normally push others away. Like: the fact that some don't believe in love, the anxiety and stress that come with knowing more people, or the overwhelming sadness that we had let sink into our skin like a needle and rush through our veins like the medicine seeping into our system through an IV cord stuck into the top of our forearms. We all have forearms and we all have a needle in it - do we all get something from the drug? Not the ones who are immune. But there are some - some that let it play the largest role in their lives; and sometimes - on rare occasions this drug is a person you value more than life itself. And if you are lucky enough to find the one person that sees you the same - you better not let them go. Tell them you love them before it's impossible to do so." - Me at 23:51 trying to be all writer-like.
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November 16, 2014 - 12:29 -
"Good morning Miss Franklin, how are you feeling?"
"Fine."
"Would you like anything to eat or drink? I can get you something that isn't completely disgusting."
"No, I'm fine."
"You're fine?"
"Just fine."
"Alright."
Sincerely,
Rae
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November 17, 2014 - 18:29 -
"I got a job," I told Zayn and he was more than ecstatic. I work as a waiter at the restaurant not too far from the hospital. Seeing that I am 4 years younger than Zayn, I can't exactly become a doctor. (It still amazes me that he's a doctor, though. I mean, he failed his twelfth year twice.)
"Evening, Rae."
"Hello."
I sat beside her in a chair, allowing my eyes to stare at the work of art in front of me.
"I love you." She whispered, not opening her eyes.
"I love you, too."
Love Always,
Harry
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I'm so sad, it's almost over..
You are my sunshine <3
- Hannah xoxo
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Fanfiction"what's done is done. what's dead is dead. all of these demons are stuck in my head."
