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I sit in my bed thinking about him. It's sad that he doesn't notice anymore. It's sad that he's lost all his care for me. He just doesn't care anymore. But for now, I'll just have to pretend that he does.
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Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 2:28 PM UTC
Missing him.
I sit in my bed thinking about him. It's sad that he doesn't notice anymore. It's sad that he's lost all his care for me. He just doesn't care anymore. But for now, I'll just have to pretend that he does.
claire-williamss
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Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 2:28 PM UTC
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