I know that it's not my fault, but it kills me to know that your efforts were in vain. I hope this makes it better.
I wanted to be a friend to you again; we were best friends, and I thought we were over this.
Obviously not.
You still scare me, more than ever before now.
But I don't care.
I miss you, and I want us to talk to each other again. Is that so much to ask?
LOL, Sarah.
What’s ‘faith’?
6 years ago
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