1722. I wish she hadn’t told me about them.
Now when I think of him I get an image in my head that I can’t rid. Nor can I get rid of my feelings for him, not matter how hard I try. I just wish I could stop liking him already. He hasn’t even showed the slightest bit of interest. WHY CAN’T I GET IT. HE DOESN’t LIKE ME. NEVER WILL.
1722. I wish she hadn’t told me about them.
Now when I think of him I get an image in my head that I can’t rid. Nor can I get rid of my feelings for him, not matter how hard I try. I just wish I could stop liking him already. He hasn’t even showed the slightest bit of interest. WHY CAN’T I GET IT. HE DOESN’t LIKE ME. NEVER WILL.
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