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Oct 2014
I swear to god I'm done.
I'm done being sad
because you can't love me like I love you.
I'm done with you making me feel like dog ****.
I'm done like Shantanu.

I'm starting to be happy.
I'm starting to look for my own happiness.
I'm starting to be accept being alone.
I'm starting to not fall in love so easily.
After all, there's always Netflix, food and a warm bed.
I'm done with your ****.
the boy that cried over you
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the boy that cried over you  Arkham Asylum
(Arkham Asylum)   
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     ephemeral, ---, Creep and Saffron
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