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Saturday, December 10, 2016
Why do I do these things?
Why do I set myself up for disappointment? I know where she stands. I haven't seen her face since August. I know I will never see her again. If she is reading this, I am sorry for sending the damn card e-card. I couldn't stop myself.
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