This was my baby, my friend, my lover. Thank you for being with me during rough times walking up to level three to my locker at school, sprinting to first period when I'm having an off day and dragging me home at the end of every day. I will never forget you. Be on your way peacefully. While I deal with this bitch.
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| God my heals are going to hurt. |
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