Day six.
Where they watched a movie.
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6th.
I was alone. I always was.
Everybody keeps talking to me; trying their very best to have me divert my attention to them - but I can't. She was too precious, way too precious and I just let her go like that. I didn't even intend to make her cry, but in the end, I made her miserable.
For all the things that I reject, this was the top of the list.
I didn't mean anything. If I have the chance, I want to say sorry.
If I can, I would.
I would say sorry.
Sorry, that I left her.
Sorry, that I can't be with her anymore.
/end
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March 11.
I can feel myself faltering.
Every word in this letter just put daggers in my heart, making me take back everything that I have said before. Shawn can't be the guy in these letters. No, no, no he can
