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dear quinten,

you're probably wondering why i'm writing this to you. when clearly before i was so against this things of writing words into literate justice.

i think i mentioned that to you before. (when i was talking to lydia whilst i was behind you in the cafeteria line)

but you won't know that.

it's weird, i know. people we know would've called it something out of a stalker's book. but i promise you, it isn't like that.

it isn't.

i just want you to understand. that's all.

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