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I'm beginning to compare any current fleeting happiness I experience to the time when I was truly happy and thought I had everything figured out. It was the summer after tenth grade when we turned sixteen stepping into London's Victoria Station and really - we were going home. Even though we had been there before, things were different. Those last
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I demand that you call me within the week.
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