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Dear Stupid Diary,
Today i just realize
He is really gone
But this time I know
I know he wont come back
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This story is dedicated to someone special, the love of my life.
who used to make my whole day better just by one simple smile.
and then screwed my whole life just by one simple text message.
But whatever he done to me, remember i will and still love him.
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