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Oh yeah, you gotta see it! My friend is going to tell everyone I cried. So mean. She thought there was something wrong with me when I didn't cry in The Notebook.
Aw, usually people can't read my writing. They says its too weird and hard to read. Yes, I'm glad the explanation was helpful. I just thought it was important to know. Oh and the bit about staring at the window, as well.
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Dearest Cecilia, the story can resume. The one I had been planning on that evening walk. I can become again the man who once crossed the Surrey Park at dusk, in my best suit, swaggering on the promise of life. The man who, with the clarity of passion, made love to you in the library. The story can resume. I will return. Find you, love you, marry you and live without shame. || JESS
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