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We All Know The Sound A Camera Makes When It Snaps A Picture. Even Some Of The Digitals Do It For Nostalgia’s Sake.

Josh Turns To Me. “i Can’t Believe She’s Writing These Things.” “not She,” I Say. “me.” “why Would Anyone Say This Stuff About Themselves On The Internet? It’s Crazy!” “exactly,” I Say. “i’m Going To Be Mentally Ill In Fifteen Years, And That’s Why My Husband Doesn’t Want To Be Around Me.

Justin, Honey, You Were My Very First Kiss. My Very First Hand To Hold. But You Were Nothing More Than An Average Guy. And I Don't Say That To Be Mean- I Don't. There Was Just Something About You That Made Me Need To Be Your Girlfriend To This Day I Don't Know Exactly What That Was. But It Was There.. And It Was Amazingly Strong. -thirteen Reasons Why

I Repeat His Words In My Head. What's Going On? What's Going On? Oh, Well, Since You Asked, I Got A Bunch Of Tapes In The Mail Today From A Girl Who Killed Herself. Apparently, I Had Something To Do With It. I'm Not Sure What That Is, So I Was Wondering If I Could Borrow Your Walkman To Find Out. 'not Much,' I Say.

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