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Last published Wed, Oct 9, 2013
THis is a new story i am writing.... i dont know why.... well heres the description~
I have lots of friends, all of which i can hang out with from time to time, but none of which i can call my BEST friend. i only have one of those, but the more i spend time with her, the more i feel as though i'm slipping from reality and entering a place of false security. And i hate it.
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