i just looked back at the transistion from my old journal to this one.. jesus christ im a fucking wack job.. I loved her so much.. in my head, she was everything to me. My smiles in the morning. My dreams at night. Desiree be thy name. Since then...ive realized a lot. A. It was never meant to be. we just didn't get a long. we were VERY much
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