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brown-eyed boy has given up on me. i am not enough for a future professor, a future professor myself. my heart bleeds out over him, but he couldn't give less of a **** the **** but i'm through with it. i'm learning how to love myself through lack of love from another, because he could never: sing like i can. act like i can. love like i can. be like i can. i am in love with a future professor.
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Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 6:14 AM UTC
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brown-eyed boy has given up on me. i am not enough for a future professor, a future professor myself. my heart bleeds out over him, but he couldn't give less of a **** the **** but i'm through with it. i'm learning how to love myself through lack of love from another, because he could never: sing like i can. act like i can. love like i can. be like i can. i am in love with a future professor.
self-love is a lie that i thought you might appreciate in the guise of a self-respecting woman. i'm far from self-respecting right now, but i'm learning. i promise. - xoanna
#love#breakup#selflove
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17/F/wonderland
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 6:14 AM UTC
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