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He isn’t worth it. I tell myself that every day. And yet I find myself drifting back to him. Smiling at him. Wanting to touch him. He isn’t worth it. So why am I doing this?
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May 19, 2019
May 19, 2019 at 2:42 PM UTC
Not Worth It
He isn’t worth it. I tell myself that every day. And yet I find myself drifting back to him. Smiling at him. Wanting to touch him. He isn’t worth it. So why am I doing this?
Pirate-Of-The-Stars
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Pirate-Of-The-Stars
14/F/Wisconsin
May 19, 2019
May 19, 2019 at 2:42 PM UTC
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