to: andrea
                              from: unknown number
                              Are you mad at nash again? 
                              to: unknown number 
                              from: andrea
                              Nope, 
                              it's not like he just embarrassed 
me,
                               calling me his girlfriend
                               in front of my friend.
                              to: andrea
                              from: unknown number 
                              Not embarrassed,
                              You know you liked it.
                              to: unknown number
                              from: andrea
                              If you love me,
                              Why do you say things like this?
                              to: andrea
                              from: unknown number
                              What, 
                              The truth? 
                              to: unknown number 
                              from: andrea 
                              Forget it.
                              to: andrea
                              from: unknown number
                              I do love you andrea,
                              But I'm not sure if you will be happy with me.
                              to: unknown number
                              from: andrea
                              Your saving me, 
                              You do make me happy.
                              to: andrea
                              from: unknown number 
                              I'm in your history
                              And science class.
                              to: unknown number
                              from: andrea
                              I thought you couldn't tell me who you are.
                              to: andrea
                              from: unknown number
                              Your eating,
                              You deserve it. 
                                      
                                          
                                  
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Cuts.
Short Storyi drew a butterfly on my wrist, in hopes that this feeling would no longer persist, but things got bad and i started to cry, so the butterfly on my wrist had to die. once again i tried to set myself free, but it seems my thoughts have stolen the ke...
