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I talked to Maile for about 10 minutes today and, of course, I was rapt with my love for her, but she seemed to be especially nice.  I thought she might love me, but that is too much to even think.  Maile wrote on a card to Mrs. Knott saying she loves her.  Hmm.  I’m SO jealous.  Hahaha.  Damn.

SUICIDE!

I am GOING to run away!

P.S. Would Maile do something tasteless to save someone’s life?