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i am re-reading the perks of being a wallflower. the first time i read it was during awkward time of after i broke up with greg and before we got back together again. he gave me his copy, which had his thoughts and notes in the margins. i loved him for doing that, and most of all for letting me read it. so as i am re-reading it now, i am doing the same thing. i hope he wants to read my copy, but if not at least i got it for myself. that's how it always seems to go now, i guess. and i am surprised i haven't cried. yet.