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Lost Girls
Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Holy mother of god, we made it. Despite everything that got in our way: Your parents, my parents, emotions, boys....anything and everything....

How did we do that?

We're goddamn amazing, that's how. Now, we have one last test: College. What's going to happen to us? Are we going to grow apart? Will we be closer than ever?

Hell if I know.

I do know that leaving you today was probably one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I'm still crying. You're my best friend, no matter what [and haven't we proved that ?]. I love you.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Thank Jamie Lyn Beatty for this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CAV0XrbEwNc&feature=youtu.be&has_verified=1

Guaranteed to be stuck in your head. Don't listen around parents.



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