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*serves Omega his drink*
@Rebeltopia: The letter? I'm not sure. I wasn't planning to show that shit to anyone You see, the friend I wrote the thing to, I like her a lot. A whole fucking lot. She has had a boyfriend since a year a half ago, so I've tried to forget about the whole thing (of course, I haven't told her anything). However, every once in a while those dumb ideas come back to my mind, torturing me to no end. In less than a week I have to move to Caracas (the capital of the country) for university purposes, so I'll probably not see her in a long, long time. I and my group of close friends (which includes her) had this big farewell reunion, and of course, I kept thinking about her after the fact. So, in order to get that stuff out of my head, I essentially wrote a long confession, but without any intention of actually showing it to her. That's fucking life for me... *drinks a big gulp from the bottle*
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