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I give you my all, and you give me your leftovers. When you're sad I comfort you, when I'm sad I'm alone. Your problems are mine too. My problems are... mine. It's hard to keep pouring myself into you when I am not getting refilled myself. I don't want to give up, but would you even care? Would you notice? Would you be better off? Am I too much?
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Apr 12, 2021
Apr 12, 2021 at 8:55 PM UTC
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I give you my all, and you give me your leftovers. When you're sad I comfort you, when I'm sad I'm alone. Your problems are mine too. My problems are... mine. It's hard to keep pouring myself into you when I am not getting refilled myself. I don't want to give up, but would you even care? Would you notice? Would you be better off? Am I too much?
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Apr 12, 2021
Apr 12, 2021 at 8:55 PM UTC
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