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Tag Archives: love
I’m a really terrible friend. Truly, I am, but I don’t mean to be. I love my friends so very dearly, and I would like to think that I do an excellent job of expressing my appreciation, but I know better. … Continue reading
Here’s something fun for my readers. This post is pretty much the summation of my diary from 8th grade through my Freshman year of high school. Continue reading