#306 I'm still breathing

035. Oks .. I miss you. And I think about you a lot. I wish we talked more. I wish we acted like friends. I wish you missed me, and maybe you do. I think about you when I listen to sad songs. I think about you when I'm by myself. Or car rides home. Or at night. I wish I didn't ignore you. I'm gonna have to talk to you soon.

I wonder what you're thinking right now ..

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