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Love: Every day.

Zac: Then no, you’re not a horrible person.

Love: How can you be so sure?

Zac: Well, this girl I wrote letters to once told me you’re only as bad as your lack of remorse. She said people’s mistakes don’t define them. I’d like to think she’s right.

Love: Thanks, dork.

Zac: Don’t call me that.

WEEK 3

My dad hates that my mom makes more money than him. Secretly thinks that women should be kept in the kitchen.

- Zac

* * *

Deep down, I’m terrified that I’ll never be good enough…

- Love

P.S. : Flip this over for another confession

* * *

I wish she died instead of him.

- Love

* * *

Zac: Two for one, huh?

Love: Yeah, the first one was pretty soft, so I thought I’d throw in the second one to make it worth your while.

Zac: Want to talk about that last one…?

Love: Nope.

Zac: At the risk of repeating myself, I’m so fucking sorry this happened to you.

Love: Thanks, dork.

Zac: Don’t call me that.

Zac: Anything I can do?

Love: There is.

Love: You can make next week’s confession so epic it takes my mind off it.

Zac: I’ll do you one better and give you two.

WEEK 4

Came home to my mom sucking off one of my friends. Found out they started fucking years ago. The worst part? He was a minor.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
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