You know, I always wanted- No. I always needed to say this to you. I love you. I always did love you, but you've got to understand that if I had shared this with you... Our friendship would have been ruined. You loved me back and that killed me. I didn't want it to end badly and then to mess up everything we have had over the past three years. Out of all of the guys I've met, all of the jerks I've been out with, you were always there, and I didn't want to acknowledge that. But I messed it up anyway, because I told you. I couldn't hold it in so I told you and you ran, and you have no idea how much that hurt. If there is anyway... I know you like her... But I just... Remember that I love you... And I'll let you know when/ if I ever stop...
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I'm Hazel Webb, 15 years old, lived in the same place my whole life. Not a social bee, but I'm not necessarily a total loser. Class me as a good girl I guess!
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