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But I can feel it. Love is always patient and kind. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful. The Loves of my life. well 4 out of 6 of them. TOMORROW WILL BE AN AMAZING DAY! Tomorrow I am going to see DOWN WITH WEBSTER again! I NEED TO DO SO MUCH SHIT! After school is going to be fast pace.
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