“When she says something and she doesnt mean it,
forgive her and know she loves you more than anything in the world.”
I’ve made a mess of things, and I hate myself for it. But I peek at the opportunities.
I regret.
Angry, I won’t.
I’m immature, and I’m subconsciously desperate to know what I have.
But there’s no one like you. To stay by my side.
I know that already. But I have to find out.
Tell me why.
Subconciously I want to learn it on my own.
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