I realized recently that my views on things as a child, hell as an adult a year ago are different then what I feel today. I use to think growing up that love mean passion, desire and the aching to be with that person. I use to think that love had to romantic all of the time or that it meant you wanted to jump their bones all the time. But in
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I love you! Miss you :)
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