Type. Highlight. Delete.
I've been doing that for the one millionth time now.
It must have been the SPM stress. The days to SPM is decreasing so quickly that I can hardly catch up with the pace. Maybe I should leave it till next time when I know how to put my feelings into words. Twenty five days left.
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And, I have officially fallen for you for one freaking year. Thank you so much. );
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