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I have this lump in my throat everytime i think about my senior year. He wont be there, he'll be off with his friends all the time, checking out other girls. Who knows that we'll be together then. I just cant help crying about it when i think, about the possiability that we wont be together, and him succeseeding and me failing. it makes me so upset. i miss him already.
I wish i didnt think so far ahead sometimes. I have a problem with always being right about things.
I wish i didnt think so far ahead sometimes. I have a problem with always being right about things.