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she hangs on every word I say, tells me she wants to be in the world I stay, shes sort of falling in love, shes sort of giving her heart. I dont know what she wants me to do because I really dont want it. not saying I dont care about her, not saying I dont feel fer her… its just too soon, just a little too fast. shes in warm waters thats just going to boil over and burn her. I cant help who I am, I cant help the way I feel about her, shes just not my type. Shes infatuated with me and I dont know why, I am just an infatuation, a dream that she needs to come true and I cant help her.
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May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 7:25 PM UTC
her infatuation .
she hangs on every word I say, tells me she wants to be in the world I stay, shes sort of falling in love, shes sort of giving her heart. I dont know what she wants me to do because I really dont want it. not saying I dont care about her, not saying I dont feel fer her… its just too soon, just a little too fast. shes in warm waters thats just going to boil over and burn her. I cant help who I am, I cant help the way I feel about her, shes just not my type. Shes infatuated with me and I dont know why, I am just an infatuation, a dream that she needs to come true and I cant help her.
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May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 7:25 PM UTC
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