Living in Manchester isn’t like living in New York City… So when something big happens here, we all know about it and take it very seriously
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I could imagine my life without him. He’s the only one I have ever really loved and when we where apart, everyone I dated was compared to him and no one came close
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It’s amazing. I was there for so many people, and always a good friend I thought and then I needed someone… And no one was there. What kind of friends are these? Are they friends at all
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I couldn’t have cried harder this morning. So much so my pillow was soaked and my heart hurt.
I miss him. This sucks. This one tour may kill me. And this is his job. The first tour of many tours. How am I going to survive? Not talk to him everyday.