I hardly know what to do in a situation like this. It bothers me but I dont know how to fix it, and what is there left to do but to leave it as it is? But it feels like it is nagging at me, it is eating me up and I resent you for making me feel this way. 

I will never forget what you said. 

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Matthew Gray Gubler reading Annabel Lee, written by Edgar Allan Poe.

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Thank you for taking the ugly, angry and mopey parts of me and loving me anyway.

You have no idea how much you mean to me, and how you pick me up constantly.

The one that is

I have tickets to go see my boy, yes to glorious days ahead.

I am so lucky to be in love with my best friend and my soul mate.