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GUYS SABRINA JUST POSTED MBF ITS SO GOOD ALREADY I LOVE THIS WOMEN I SAYED UP TILL TWELVE FOR IT SO WORTH IT

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          GIRLS BOYS OR LITTERALY ANYONE WHO IS READING THIS PLEASE GIVE ME IDAEDS FOR A NEW FANFIC IM SO TEMPTED TO DO A JAMES MARRIOT X WILLNE ONE BUT IDKK IF I SHOULD (p.s ignore my crappy spelling in thisss

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Guys why the heck has my current book taken so long to come out!? I L I’m rlly tempted to make a Larry book I have no inspo tho if any1 wants to see anything or has any ideas u can leave a request below  and I’ll try my best to make it happen but it might take a while bcz I’m currently doing like my end of year tests so they can put me in my sets for next yr I acc can’t wait for summer ❤️❤️

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          MARCH 7 11:09PM-Don't bother picking me up anymore.i can walk home
          I did walk home.All five miles from the bus station, dragging an overstuffed carry-on with a broken wheel in the middle of the night.Nick kept on trying to reach me.Twelve unread message,seven missed calls,and one voice mail.But I ignored them all and kept walking.Reading these back again,I wish I hadn't been so angry at him.i wish I had picked up the phone
                                                                                        Maybe then everything would be different...
          Morning light comes through the curtains as I lay curled in bed,listening to nicks voice mail again.
          "Karl,are you there?"some laughter in the background,and cracking from the bonfire."Karl, I'm so sorry!I completely spaced but I'm leaving now okay?Just stay there,I should be the in like an hour ok,I feel terrible.Please don't be mad at me.Please Karl answer me,call me back,okay? I LOVE YOU I'll be there soon." If only he listened to me and stayed with his friends.If only he just this once let me be upset instead of always trying to fix things, no one would be blaming me for what happened. I wouldn't be blaming me
          I play the voice mail a few more times before I get up and out of bed and start upending drawers, looking for anything that belonged to nick or reminds me of him.I find photos of us,birthday cards movie ticket stubs, paper blossoms,stupid gifts like the stuffed fish that he won at the town fair last summer,as well as every mix CD he made me over the years(who even burns CDs anymore?),and cram them all into a box.                                                       
              GUYS CAN U GUESS WHATS COMINGGGG????