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February 16, 2013
Seventeen and half alive. I am trying to say, what I want to say, without having to say "I love you." All I want is one more chance to show you, you were right for me. You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave. I'm not sorry I met you, I'm not sorry it's over, I'm not sorry there's nothing to say. One day I'll be sand on a beach by a sea. And I'll laugh about all that we've lost. God, that was strange to see you again. (All from Stars songs)