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by overandoverx Jul 8, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I love how, all these girls just think you're the hottest thing. They don't know the real you. The you I know. They see you and they think "Damn he's fine." I see you and think "What's wrong with me, why can't he be mine again?" I love you more than anyone will. And it's like you're blind when it comes to that.