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// Story: Forgotten Words 
// by starcoder 
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August 25

Dear Dairy,

I... I freaking thought... thought it was real...

Sorry. Sory? Apologize to this bok? What ever. You need an explantion either vvay. You? Am I gong crazy?

He's gone. I thought our friendship was true. I thought he cared. I thought... I thought...

I hate friend ships. i hate them so much They hurt u more than they bring you happyness. Thats what I need to hear when I first met Sunburst. To late.

I hate cute makrs. hate them so much. Those little tattos that cover up you're blank flank. They hurt as much as frendships do. They take way the sense that you are equal. They giv you the sense that you mite be better than sompony else. That's basicly wat happened to me with Sunburst. That's what I needed to know befor I longed for a cute mark. two late.

Sincerly.

little me.


At this point, I m talking more to future me than the dairy. I'm going to assume thta futrue me is reading this and Thse words aren't for nothing, nothing at all.

My hrnwriting was terible as crap. As was my my spelling and gramar. I cannnot think strait. Forgive me. Can you even read this page? My tears have probably stained it all.

Plese help me...