He can say whatever the Hell he wants about me. He can cut me down and make me cry and scream and seethe and make me feel as worthless as a clod of dirt, but no matter how much of himself he sees in me, the fact of the matter is that I'm not him.
I will never be him.
We share the same blood but our hearts beat in a completely different rhythm. And
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Happy Valentines Day.
xo
Reid
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Happy Valentine's Day, sweetie. I send you my love from way yonder here!
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