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Jun 2020
i hate the thought of depending on someone
     so i push everyone away who tries to get close
and people don't understand that when i say:
   "you're too good for me"
that i don't just think that.
i know that.

because in the end i am so f* up in the head they would run anyway.
Written by
Brianna  17/F
(17/F)   
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   Fawn
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