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Dear Gallus, So I have been thinking a lot about that night, to the point where my thoughts are a whirlwind - Why didn't you ask me if I was sure?? You remember more than a year before when you first took a shot and you said that you would ask me if I was sure- YOU NEVER DID! - You will never know what it meant to me - Did it mean anything to you, anything at all? - Why did you do it, when you knew you were going away? Didn't you think about what that would do to me? There is more, but I don't have the energy to write it all out right now -Me |
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