February 2012
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What are we doing? If you like me, you really have a funny way of showing it. I know I didn’t say out loud that I like you too, but I made it pretty apparent, I think. And now everything is gone. We’re not even friends. We don’t talk. Just walking the halls past you is terrible. We can’t even look at each other. It really hurts me. It hurts because it seems like you didn’t care at all. I hate...
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