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It's funny that I want you so bad but you disgust me at the same time. You could never be mine. I could never allow that. You hurt me, confuse me, and then want me to come running back to you when you need me. But I don't need you.... ...though my heart tells me I do. I know you're bad for me, and yet it's you I think about in every passing thought, in every quiet dream, and in every lingering fantasy.
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May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 8:15 AM UTC
Needs
It's funny that I want you so bad but you disgust me at the same time. You could never be mine. I could never allow that. You hurt me, confuse me, and then want me to come running back to you when you need me. But I don't need you.... ...though my heart tells me I do. I know you're bad for me, and yet it's you I think about in every passing thought, in every quiet dream, and in every lingering fantasy.
Zander
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May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 8:15 AM UTC
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