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My 1000 moments with you.

My 1000 moments with you.

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Dear Xander, I guess I've always loved you, but never had the courage to to tell you. When I finally realized I love you as more than a friend, it was already too late. I've written down all the moments we shared. Why? That's a good question. 1) If I'm old or loose my memory I'll just read them and remember everything, or 2) if I die young you'll get to know what really was going on in my mind. But, I don't want to loose my memory, and I don't want to die young, so it's a good chance you'll never read this at all. Well, a lot of people write letters they never send... Love, Valentina x ____________ cover by @alice_in_epicland
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They say what's in the past keep it in the past but I wanted to know all about my past. It was things that I didn't know and that I wanted and needed to know! But my life turned upside down when my past is exactly what I should have left alone. Now if you ask me how it all began, I don't exactly remember but I know it started when I moved in with my grandma who I haven't met in all my twenty years of living. I have been in and out of foster homes since I can remember, living with families I knew nothing about. Being the outcast and them constantly asking me what's wrong because I simply did not speak. The only thing that kept me sane was my good grades throughout school. I got the satisfaction of doing the one thing that people kept telling me over and over I couldn't do. I stayed to myself and graduated high school with honors, getting a full-ride scholarship to any college of my choice. Of course, by having this accomplishment, it didn't make it any easier for me between my foster families. To them, I became the girl who was better than them. But I didn't care because when I turned twenty I finally got to start making my own choices. This is where I wonder if the first choice I made was the right one. The first choice I made was to go live off-campus with my grandmother during my first semester in college. I ask myself how could I be so stupid? But you will see just how stupid I was. Or was I?

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