Dear Love,
Fuck you. I hate you. Why do you play games on me. My do you make me fall for the people who love to hurt me, play with me, and cheat on me? Just leave me alone.
Dear Junior Year,
I must say that as we come to an end, I have to say you had some good points in it. But you also had bad times. I must say you will be
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