Despite the pain I maintain my position
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.
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Your breathing my air )
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love you to death!
jB!
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love you more
and your other cousin ryan says hi
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the first picture i look likei was edited in there or something! lol!
love you,
Becca
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love you too
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Grad night was the BIZZNESS!!!!!!!
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of course it was
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