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			<title>Chapter 20</title>
			<description>Today we went bowling... finally! It&amp;rsquo;s been way too long, and this time we brought Dory. I was a great game, but unfortunately you lost to me, again. It&amp;rsquo;s always fun going bowling because everyone bugs each other about anything and everything. After bowling we went to our favourite spot ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twenty-Two</title>
			<description>Finally another weekend together, and this time we were really alone. We left right after you finished your class and it the view on the drive up was gorgeous, the sky changed colours multiple times along the way. When we were about an hour away from the cabin it started snowing and I fell asleep. W..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Nineteen</title>
			<description>This weekend was our weekend back at the cabin and this time we slept in a tent out on the deck. It was fun but a little chilly at night. I met your cousins and your aunts and uncles which was nice. They were all really nice. I also got to show off my new bathing suit, you could not stop staring ;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Eighteen</title>
			<description>This weekend was our first camping trip together! First actual weekend since I got back and I could not wait; it was surprise for me. You and my dad made plans before I knew about it which was super cute. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t wait to just spend a relaxing weekend with my two favourite men. My dad inviti..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Sixteen</title>
			<description>Today you met me down at the stampede grounds after work and we spent the rest of the day together. We ate and had one those unicorn bucket drinks almost right away. We went to see the animals, well mostly the llamas and we got our picture taken in the wooden cutouts, just like the night of our very..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Seventeen</title>
			<description>I never told you this but almost every single night while I was away I dreamt of you. I slept with the shirt that you gave me that smelt exactly like you until I could no longer smell your scent. And every night after that I spelt with one of the other couple shirts you lent me. I missed you so much..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twenty-One</title>
			<description>We went to screamfest and what a night it turned out to be. The only disappointing thing about tonight is that you didn&amp;rsquo;t seemed scared at all. I, on the other hand... well you remember perfectly. I enjoyed most of the houses, some were obviously better than others but all around pretty sick. ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Fifteen</title>
			<description>Before we knew it we were headed out to your cabin again, but this time in your Grandpas Jeep. We took the more scenic route and it was beautiful; we were able to see the sun setting through the mountains as we drove out there and it was gorgeous. The rooftop was down so that meant a long windy ride..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Fourteen</title>
			<description>Today we went on such a romantic date. We went to Edelweiss to pick up lunch and then headed to confederation park for a picnic. I&amp;rsquo;d never had a picnic before, at least not with such a handsome guy. We did it all that day; we ate, laughed, cuddled on the blanket, kissed, listened to music, and..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Thirteen</title>
			<description>This weekend was the first of many weekends we&amp;rsquo;ll spend together away at your cabin together. I was so excited that I could hardly contain myself on the drive out there. On our way there we stopped at Johnston Canyon, one of my favourite sites along that drive. The view it gives is amazing but..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twelve</title>
			<description>So changing the tires on my dads car was fun hey? Well it was fun for Dory and I anyway. I'm not going to lie, I was pretty turned on while I was watching you; you're always sexy to me, even in those coveralls. You thought I couldn't put a tire on a car but I obviously proved you wrong, ha! I don't ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Eleven</title>
			<description>Today marked the end of 6 months together, but for some reason it feels like we've been together much longer than that. I had no idea what you had planned for us and that made the night a mystery I couldn't wait to unravel. I wore the dress you told me you loved and you looked incredibly handsome. I..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Ten</title>
			<description>Today can only be described as the first day of the rest of our lives! We graduated, and I am amazed to have had such an amazing guy by my side while I celebrated this amazing achievement. We didn't see each other much, as we spent hours sitting anxiously to walk the stage. And you were definitely t..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Nine</title>
			<description>You finally came dancing with me! I'm telling you, the people there were starting to think I made you up; hell even some days I think I made you up, because you're that amazing. - That was by far the best social I've ever been to and it had everything to do with you being there with me. I've danced ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Eight</title>
			<description>After school we went out to get a bite to eat at my favourite shawarma place right near my house. You seemed to enjoy it and I was happy solely because I was with you. When I finally finished I directed you to the look out of downtown near Cresent Heights. Just like the matching outfits thing, I did..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Seven</title>
			<description>We went on our first, of many, ice cream dates and I had a great time. You combined two of my favorite things: my favorite guy, who also happens to be my handsome boyfriend and my favorite food addiction. We went for a walk at Nosehill a little later, I'm sure you still remember that, your shoes do ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Six</title>
			<description>We finally went to another party together. We went to the place where it all began and this time, of course, it was different. This time I could actually hold your hand and kiss you whenever I wanted to. This time I wasn't leaning all over you drunk, and I can actually remember what happened that ni..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Five</title>
			<description>Already, throughout this story we've made hundreds of memories that I remember like yesterday, and that I will continue to remember for the rest of my life. I haven't recounted all of them, as we'd be here forever, but I'm reminding you of all these days that you've made my life into more than what ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Four</title>
			<description>It took every thing in me to not hold on to you for hours before you left that night. I didn't want to let you go but I knew I had to. I dreaded letting you go because of how long I'd have to wait to see you again. While you were away we talked every chance we got and I felt lucky every time you mes..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Three</title>
			<description>I don't mean to rehash old irrelevant conflicts but this one was a big indicator of how our different points of view would roll out. If you haven't guessed by now, yes, it was the incident with Austin. That left me not only broken but scared. Scared you wouldn't see it the way I did and I'd lose you..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>I looked in the mirror for the last time before you got to the door, and let my hair down for what seemed like the millionth time that night. My mom told me that my face did a better job of concealing my excitement than my eyes, so when you came inside I was almost scared to look into yours. If you ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>November 16th, 2017, the night of the party that changed our lives forever. I was sceptical about going out that night, I wasn't feeling too great under the circumstances. It would be the first time I'd go out since I was released from the hospital. My parents were being overprotective and didn't wa..</description>
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			<title>The Story of Us</title>
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			<title>Perfect</title>
			<description>This, Us, We're the closest to perfect that I'll ever get.It might be the fact that you came along when I'd completely given up looking for someone to call my own.Or that you had my heart before I even realized you did.But falling for you wasn't falling at all,I jumped into our love with my eyes wid..</description>
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			<title>Love</title>
			<description>I love how you make me feel every emotion more intensely than ever before.I think it's absurd that you occupy my mind, body and soul 24/7.But what's even more absurd is that I don't mind.I love that we haven't been together forever but it feels as if we have.I can't remember how it feels to be witho..</description>
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			<title>Blinding Darkness</title>
			<description>There are two types of people.Ones that go through a tunnel,And focus on the light they're headed towards,The there are those who freeze to only see darkness.I'm one of the last ones.~Sometimes, In the middle of the day,I get consumed by my own darkness.It wasn't always this way, ~My life used to be..</description>
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			<title>Friendly Encounters</title>
			<description>Everybody has a story we know nothing about.Our stories, our secrets and the reasons we cry aren't worn on our backs like our clothes.We can't assume someone's strong because we don't see their weakness.</description>
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			<title>Love</title>
			<description>I've never believed in love at first sight, hell I've never believed in anything at first sight...But as soon as our eyes met I felt a sense of familiarity,Like I knew him,Like I was going to know him.He kisses me like I'm his oxygen supply and he leaves me breathless.No matter how tight he holds me..</description>
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			<title>To My Dog</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Bella,Saying goodbye to you today was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I held you in my arms as you went to sleep. I looked into your precious little eyes until they fell shut, then I kissed your sweet wet nose and told you I loved you.&amp;nbsp;Your tongue was sticking out as it alw..</description>
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			<title>Seven</title>
			<description>What's in a number and what makes it &quot;lucky?&quot;Is that the number that was on your jersey the day you won your championship,Or the number of times it took you to fail before you found success?Was that how old you were when you met your best friend,Or the number of times your heart was broken before yo..</description>
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			<title>Sleep.</title>
			<description>Sure I am tired but I can't sleep,you see this tired isn't from a lack of rest,this tired will never disappear with earlier nights or later mornings,this tired is eating away at me,this tired is making me cry myself to sleep pathetically every night,and begging me to stay in bed every morning.This t..</description>
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			<title>I Grew Up</title>
			<description>I was 5 years old the first time I was told that if someone older than me told me what to do, it was for my own good, so I grew up doing everything my elders asked me to. The day I turned 6 my mom told me she loved me and then she left, so I grew up believing that no one else would ever stay. ..</description>
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			<title>Obsessed </title>
			<description>I finally understand why everyone is so obsessed with social media these days. Our self esteem is now measured by the number of likes and comments on our pictures but can we even call them our own pictures anymore? By the the time we post them they probably don't even look like the original ..</description>
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			<title>Think Of You</title>
			<description>I used to think the only thing I'd remember about you was the way we ended. I'd think of you and think of all the hurt you put me through and all the nights I cried myself to sleep.I thought I'd dream of you and relive the pain I felt when you left me without a goodbye.I'd feel my heart drop when I ..</description>
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			<title>Imprints On My Heart</title>
			<description>Everyone I've ever loved has left an imprint on my heart.The friends that have moved, the guys that have left and the family that I've lost.Some are larger than others, some more faded.Some have slowly started to disappear.There are those that will never be covered and others that will become hidden..</description>
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			<title>One Day</title>
			<description>I used to think I would never understand those people who remained in love after being heart broken countless times by the same person; the ones who got out of a relationship but never fell out of love and never moved on. Then one morning I woke up thinking about you after months of being apart. Tha..</description>
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			<title>Innocence</title>
			<description>I crave the innocent love, the I can't believe he called me beautiful kind of love. One where the two of you are okay waiting for the perfect time to have your first kiss; even if it is 2 months after you started dating. I want the one where he doesn't need to unbutton my shirt to get a bett..</description>
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			<title>The Game Of Love</title>
			<description>The game of love. People gamble with love,give away pieces of the heart that shall never be returned. In the beginning it's beautiful, it's fun. Soon people start cheating, hiding the game pieces, everyone soon forgets the rules, does whatever they want. In the end the players are hurt, broken and s..</description>
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			<title>Mystery Boy</title>
			<description>He shoots, he scores, he's the type of guy who hardly ever misses. He excels in everything he does, it all seems too easy for him. He's not boastful though, he does everything wholeheartedly and you can tell he respects himself. He has dark brown eyes that hold secrets untold, secrets he's p..</description>
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			<title>Ageless</title>
			<description>I think if you're going to fall in love with a certain feature on someone you should fall in love with their eyes. Unlike every other feature on the human body, the eyes never age. When you're old and grey you will look into his eyes and see the young handsome boy who was brave enough to tak..</description>
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			<title>Who Says?</title>
			<description>Who says you have to have everything figured out before you graduate, there are middle aged men and women working at a clothing store or supermarket waiting for their career to start. Who says you have to go to school and aced every single test you take, do you honestly believe the CEO of Mi..</description>
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