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The Truth

I miss talking to you everyday I hate how far away you feel We haven't broken up yet But I can feel it within me My anxiety is rising up I'm worried this week since I last saw you has been long enough For you to realize you don't need me as much as I need you I'm not worried because this isn't true, I'm terrified to my core because it is.
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roscoesweatsuit
19 / F / American
Published
Jun 19, 2014
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