October 2010
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# final.
Let this be my last entry, the one you read to remember me. I was your Bella, you were my Edward. I was your Lilly, you were my Marshall. I was your Jam, and you were my Stinky.
It still hurts, when it shouldn’t. You’ve made it clear, there’s no room for me in your new life - which is fine. You’re happy and that’s all I ever asked for. For you to be happy...
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“If you don’t like something change it; if you can’t change it,...”
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“In the end we only regret chances we didn’t take, the relationships we...”