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Dear FutureMe, hello i found today and heard it works I turned 13 yesterday and I'm not getting my presents till my birthday party, it's a electric shooter and I'm excited but i honestly wanna look back at his when I'm 16 and remember my life, I'm in love with 2 boys who I believe will always have my heart even thought I don't have theres there names are Thomas and Kaleb I hope we still remember them. Because right now the thought of forgetting makes me feel sick, I have my pals selena, isabel, breanna, jenna, Talia, Tiffany, omar, serria, fallon, emma, thomas, lexi, owen, Jeremy, Jaxson. I hope I'm still friends with most of them or that I have better friends. I feel empty still, like I do is wrong. Sometimes I'm happy but it never seem to last, I still always in my room with a heavy weight on my chest and empty feeling in my stomach mostly because I know nome of my friend or my crushes love me as much as I love them. And I know that see them as perfect and my everything and they see me as another friend, a annoying buddy that's always to excited. I think I am extremely excited all the time because if I wasn't I'd be sad and I belive they'd rather like me happy and annoying then sad and quiet. I love my heart but it still feel empty, if love thomas or Kaleb that's OK but I don't see myself doing that, they've helped me in ways they will never understand. I love Kaleb because he made me happy when I sad and made me see light he was kind to me like no one else more then my mom or friends. He sat with me in the rain when he didnt want too, he was uncomfortable with me liking him but he still talked to me. Thomas was there when I cried so hard I thought I would never cry again. He was there when I needed him and didn't mind that I'd ramble till I couldn't breath, thomas and Kaleb saved me in ever way a person can be saved and I don't think I could ever stop loving them
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