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Yet sometimes being a friend meant letting people do things that hurt, like putting distance between you, just because it made them happy.
Ann Aguirre
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Ann Aguirre
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: August 27
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the United States of America
Ellen Connor
Ava Gray
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Then in the interest of full honesty, I really wish you'd kiss me right now.
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The whole world is like Whitewall's razors I burst out. It cuts us, and we bleed but there's no purpose to it.
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