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Mar 2015
i used to think that needing people was weakness
and that relying too heavily on another person
would make me less of one myself.
maybe i still think that.
maybe i'm a hypocrite for telling you
i need you.
even on days when i don't want you or even like you
i need you.
i swear to god i don't want to but
i need you.
and maybe i am weak but
i really ******* need you.
You're like oxygen, and I'm dying to breathe.
Briana4545
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Briana4545  Charlton, MA
(Charlton, MA)   
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