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Jealousy is a sin.

Hearing that name come out of your mouth is like nails on a chalkboard.

irritating.

It happens all the time.

Obviously I let it slide because she's "just a friend".

None the less it still hurts.

I mean I should be used to it by now but do you even realize what something like that does to a girl like me?

I want to be okay with this, I really do.

But I just can't.

I can't not be the person I am.

It's my thing.

I care to much.

But I care a lot about you.

I love you.

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Jan 21, 2014
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