But What If I Died?
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Last published Sun, Aug 30, 2015
Hey there. This is kind of hard to explain, but I have a lot of thoughts. And I want to share my "lot of thoughts" with someone, and I noticed you. I want you to notice me. And I want you to care about me as much as I care about you. So please give me a chance and don't leave. I want to get to know you.
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