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Can you tell the story about falling in love with your best friend please? I think we could probably all relate.

sure and i dont think you will relate.

january 2010, i met her and her family with my family at a mall. we went to the same elementary school together and she’s friends with my friends. her and my parents talked and we both found out that we both lived in the same street back when i was 7. i didnt know until then. anyways, after that encounter at the mall we became really close. we only knew each other for less than a year but it felt like we’ve known each other for ages. I got her number and we texted and was on the phone for hours and hours. we would hangout every second day and have this ‘signature hugs’ at the end. its like a hug and a cuddle in between. she is the prettiest girl ever and beautiful inside and out. feb 22 2010, the day i realized i like her more than a friend. june 26th 2010, the day she had her 16th and the day when she kissed me on the cheek before i left her house. two of my friends liked her too but i thought no one and nothing could go wrong between me and her. october 20th 2010 was the day i fully lost her. she hated me for basically nothing. she hated me because of the rumours that people made up about me and my thoughts of her. the last time i fully hugged and talked to her was a week before that. i could go on forever but this is long enough. i remember it all like it just happened last week tbh

“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.”

—Anaïs Nin

“I was weeping again, drunk on the impossible past. ”

—Vladimir Nabokov

“Don’t look back, never look back. How often do people tell themselves that after an experience that is exceptionally good (or exceptionally bad)? Often, I suppose. And the advice usually goes unheeded. Humans were built to look back; that’s why we have that swivel joint in our necks.”

Stephen King | 11/22/63
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