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I am unimpressed with your apologies and artificial contrition exasperation is what you draws you to me, it fills you up and makes you seek anyone, anything that will listen our relationship is built on the foundation of You when You are lonely, I am graced with the privilege of Your attention I constantly mistake you for the sun but even the sun is just an oversized ball of hot air my words can prove theories and bring men to tears they are often wasted on you, reassuring you of your dainty sense worth ha You are NOT the sun the solar system does not revolve around You or Your fragile ego I am beginning to realize, neither should I
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 4:02 PM UTC
the sun
I am unimpressed with your apologies and artificial contrition exasperation is what you draws you to me, it fills you up and makes you seek anyone, anything that will listen our relationship is built on the foundation of You when You are lonely, I am graced with the privilege of Your attention I constantly mistake you for the sun but even the sun is just an oversized ball of hot air my words can prove theories and bring men to tears they are often wasted on you, reassuring you of your dainty sense worth ha You are NOT the sun the solar system does not revolve around You or Your fragile ego I am beginning to realize, neither should I
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 4:02 PM UTC
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