How I Fell For You .

How I Fell For You .

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"Hey Anne, This is Jade . If you're reading this, it means I actually had the balls - yay me- to drop this package off before I moved for next year . In this box you'll find a bunch of little tokens I've kept from all the fun things we did this summer . I hope they'll take you on as much of a meaningful trip down memory lane as they do for me . I think they always will . I wish I could be with you to see your reaction as you begin this journey, it really means a lot to me. I hope to hear from you as soon as you're done going through all my instructions . Sorry I didn't say goodbye, I wasn't sure I should ever come back to you but I figured you'll have a lot of time on your hands now that everyone's going . But anyways, I hope you somewhat enjoy this, TTYL, Love X - Jade :)"
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