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dear diary—

i'm so confused right now.

i love zach, right? and he loves me. he's my boyfriend, the first person to ever care about me like that. he makes me feel so happy and loved.

so why am i still thinking about corbyn?

why do i notice the way jack makes corbyn light up, and wish it was me?

why do i watch them in the halls, and wonder what it feels like to have corbyn's hand in mine?
to kiss him, and run my fingers through his hair, and be the one he loves with all his heart?

i feel so bad. i feel like such a terrible person. i think i love zach, and i know zach loves me.

i don't want to hurt anyone, but what about hurting myself?

—daniel

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