Im
always a mess. ican never keep my own secrets. I laugh too hard at
stupid things. My favorite songs makes me cry and i always watch
for 11:11 though i miss it more than i catch it. I live in the past
in the meomories i have with the people i love. I hate thinking
about reality and im so home sick its not even funny. But not home
sick in the miss the house kind of way. Maybe its more heart sick
for all the things i can never get back. Its hard for me to define
myself. I guess im unknown. The girl who loved too hard and got
nothing return. I dont want to be a heroine in a tragic love story.
I just want to be the person who has never given me a second
thought to want me back.
Im always a mess. ican never keep my own secrets. I laugh too
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