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My notebook and my pen.
Sometimes i think the only thing i will ever truely love is my notebook and my pen.
Because it seems they are the only things to keep my secorts hidden,-
-my words invisable, the emotions inclosed, and the tears soaked inside.
A page in a notebook is not like a man.
It can not speak to others behind your back, it cant spread lies, and it cant break your heart.
A man can only be loved, only as long as he allows you to.
But a notebook can be loved forever if you hold the pen.
