Rain makes me happy.
Come sit on the roof with me?
Today was good. Still have Ignite later. I don't know if I'll go or not.
I'll call you and ask if you wanna go.
But you'll probably say no.
You always have.
I don't know why you would say yes now.
"God made you special, and he loves you really much."
I feel heartless.
Why don't I just ask you what's wrong?
Sometimes I feel like it's my fault.
But I don't think I mean enough to cause you pain.
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