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Bad Habit

by billiondays

I have this bad habit of getting close to people and thinking that they're always going to be by my side; but eventually they always leave I have this bad habit of loving people too much when they don't even love me back; and when they leave me, my heart feels it's been stabbed I have this bad habit of caring for people, when they don't care about me at all. If they see it through my eyes, they'll see the scars I have deep down inside – billiondays
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Jul 1, 2014
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