of losing your very best friend in the world, is realizing how few others you really have.
I miss you, girlie. I'm sorry for every time I ever let you down. I love you.
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The senseless, late-night ramblings of one of the last remaining hopeless romantics
The senseless, late-night ramblings of one of the last remaining hopeless romantics