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So, Thanksgiving is almost here, and I'm almost a year older. Seventeen years, and what the hell do I know? Absolutely nothing, that's what. Every year, I look back at the previous one and think about how much I've changed. I had hoped that this past year I would really grow and learn how to fix my mistakes. Did I do that? No. If anything, I
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All I have to say is I love you, and I'm not planning on retiring to the Bahamas (or Texas) in the next 30 years. Not that we should get married, because I don't run that 'road less traveled' (good allusion!), but I'll be your best friend to make up for stupid boys as long as my breathing persists!
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