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Last published Sat, Feb 16, 2019
Im not 'quirky' I guess. And im definatly not going to say 'im not like other girls' well, unless you count that. I guess you can say im pretty avarage, with avarage grades, looks, personality. But I guess ive never really tried. That was until a kid from my second third grade year came back into my life. And he knows my diary better than he knows my face.
Im forever,
Fucked.
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