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No more sighing. Or wishing for silly things. No more fantasies about falling in love. No more silliness. I’m twenty five and I’ll turn twenty six in just another few months. It feels weird to write it, weirder than saying it out loud. I have to get back in shape before 26 and before 2015 begins iA.

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