Dear Justin,
Why do you have to do this to me? Guilt me into making me like you? I like you as a friend, but now you're telling me how gorgeous you think I am and how lucky you'd be to have me and that you can only dream of it.
What am I supposed to say to that?
Ugh,
Megan









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And your little 3-year-old girl that was with you and your mom got knocked to the ground and stepped on by the pit. If that pit had gotten ahold of the little girl...
I can understand you complaining about the dog in your dorm house, he doesn't belong there. But it isn't his fault. The harsh way you talked about him, like he was 'just a dog' made me very angry. I wanted to shove you off the picnic bench.
I will look at you differently from now on.


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