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Am I making any sense?

I know I'm not anything special. I know that when I walk past guys, I don't turn heads like some girls do and guys don't come up to me and ask for my number. And I'm okay with that. But for once I want someone to choose me first. I'm so ******* tired of being someone's second choice or getting left behind for someone better. I guess what I really want is someone to like me for me and then end up liking the whole me, if that makes any sense.

 

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