The Perfect Bucket List

The Perfect Bucket List

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"She loved me, I loved her and neither of us said anything. Don't you ever notice the things that happen? How crazy every thing is? You never know, or don't wanna know anything. We want everything to be discoverd before us without having to take a risk. It's amazing how blind I was, the time I spent thinking that the inevitable would never happen. But I messed up and that was the worst mistake in my life. Everything has a solution, except... except death." That's how it all ends, and it has a very important meaning. {(A/N) Well first of all I just wanted to say that this fan fic is not mine. It's originally in spanish but I thought it was the best fan fic I have ever read. If by chance you like it and wanna put it on your blog or something, please give credits because translating every chapter actually takes a while. And if you don't have a blog or anywhere to put it, recommend it to your friends or to anyone that likes fanfics as much as you. That's it, thank you.}
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Note: I wrote this without proof-reading it, and I was twelve. Please bear that in mind. Talking to you was surprisingly easy. Even though you won't reply to anything I say, I know you hear me. It's quite comforting actually. I had always loved talking to you, pouring out my thoughts, opinions, everything. Now that you’re gone, I have no idea what to do with myself anymore. It's just that I wish you didn't left me alone, Bailey. I blame myself for every single thing that you went through, if it wasn't for me, you would still be here. But no, I chose to be ignorant. I'm so sorry for that.

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