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Listen. Listen to me very carefully. You’re the reason he’s going to hurt. You’re the reason he’s going to regret everything about the girl with the curly hair and the voice. You’re the reason I chased after him today. Because I can’t stand to hurt him, even if it might be what’s right. Listen, You ****** fool. You’re the reason I can’t let go. You’re the reason I’d rather watch my own heart break than his. You’re the reason I'll die without someone worth dying for. Because I can’t stand the thought of hurting anyone else the way you hurt me.
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Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 11:36 PM UTC
Listen, Mr. Reason
Listen. Listen to me very carefully. You’re the reason he’s going to hurt. You’re the reason he’s going to regret everything about the girl with the curly hair and the voice. You’re the reason I chased after him today. Because I can’t stand to hurt him, even if it might be what’s right. Listen, You ****** fool. You’re the reason I can’t let go. You’re the reason I’d rather watch my own heart break than his. You’re the reason I'll die without someone worth dying for. Because I can’t stand the thought of hurting anyone else the way you hurt me.
dana-mulder
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Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 11:36 PM UTC
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