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Mar 2015
I can't believe I spent wide awake nights thinking of you
I can't believe (I still don't) that you didn't feel the same way
I can't believe how utterly blind I was to think that you were "different" (what does that even mean?)
What a mess you made of me
Left me wrecked like a tornado
And it's all becoming clear now
I can't wait to find someone who puts you to shame
I can't wait to find someone who fits with me better than you ever could've
Boys really mess up the mind. Ha.
Meg Howell
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Meg Howell  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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   ---, Ashley and Arcassin B
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