Allison, I love you.

Is she okay? Is Lydia safe?

I can’t wait for winter because that’s when all mosquitoes die and go to hell where they belong

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I just like hearing your laugh. And, uh, I kinda l o v e your smile.

at least SOMEONE laughs at my jokes. it’s me. i laugh at my own jokes.

Coming to your galaxy this summer.

Okay, so you’re probably going, “Is this like a Noxzema commercial or what?” But seriously, I actually have a way normal life for a teenage girl.

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