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Apr 2015
*******.
******* for not caring about me half as much as I care about you.
I'm becoming a cliché here,
and I know how much you hate those,
but you're my entire ******* universe.
and it hurts so much every time you choose her over me.
but I realize now that I'm not your priority.
I never was and I never will be.
I don't know. I don't think I love you. Love is not a 13-year old feeling. Infatuation and heartache and misery are.
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   unwritten, Creep and Azaria
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