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Wednesday, February 27, 2008


I am through dreaming of you, sweet brown eyes. Uncertainty and distance may not have been enough to divide, but combined with hard facts makes it hard not to face the truth I have denied for so long. So, so long and farewell, good friend, for that is all you'll ever be to me; I am through with playing pretend.

Therapy for myself, general girly teenage angst of getting over a guy. Yadda yadda.

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