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I kept thinking: this is wrong, this
is bad, I’m so guilty, I hate this, I shouldn’t be doing this, what am I
doing and why am I doing..
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“Well, aren’t you smart?” Craig chuckled as he leaned against the door frame of our bedroom.
“Shut up. That really hurt,&rd..
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“Where you off to, babe?” Craig wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his lips to my neck.
“Dizzy’s party,” I ..
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I peered down at the broken photo frame in my hand.
I sighed and placed the frame on the lounge room bench.
"I love you, Hunter." I whispered and wa..
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"Ah, f**k!" I groaned as the glass smashed onto the tiles, expanding like the ocean.
"Idiot," Hunter grunted, walking past me and the mess to sit ..
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“Hunter! Come watch this movie with me!” I yelled as I jumped onto the couch, sitting cross-legged.
“No,” Hunter grunted f..
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“Hey, sexy.” Jamie slurred as he slung his arm over my shoulder.
Hunter wrapped a protective arm around my waist and glowered at Jamie...
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Pixie is in love with Hunter. But, does Hunter love him? Or like him...just a little?
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First use of a diary �" not exactly
something I would do. Mum had bought it for me, I swear she thinks I’m a
girl. Is it that ha..
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Mum threw up this morning. She’s
getting worse and I’m worried. I hope she doesn’t die. That would be a
nightmare. Then I would ..
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