Entry No. 2

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Dear Diary,

School was so awkward. He didn't make eye contact with me once, and whenever we had a group discussion, he would just look down at his book in silence.

Now I'm confused. Was what I did wrong? But I'm sure he said he was thinking the same thing...

I know what you're probably thinking: 'Why did you break up with him anyway?'

Well, I don't know exactly why to be completely honest with you. It was something along the lines of my over thinking every little remark, glance, or action, and after twelve months I guess it just got to me.

God... his fucking smile. He's so precious.

Fuck. What have I done?!

~Lucas

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