The Only Reason
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"Don't you dare fucking say it. You and the boys are the only reason I'm happy. The only reason I've been trying to stop cutting. The only reason I'm still alive for fucks sake. I love you guys so much. I don't want to end this relationship I thought I would never have! Seriously. When I close my eyes and try to sleep I fall apart and just think about you. Ok? Luke I just need to see you and I promise it'll be ok."
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