sorry love. ill admit, my math is not perfect. but dont forget, summer school for math is how we met. we both need to stop this childish shit right now. and talk this over in fucking person. im really getting sick of it. either we are firends, which i would love since i cry almost every time i see you, or we are not. but i cant be stuck in the in between anymroe. its litterally killing me
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