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i have the best friends in the world. i can't deny that. yet i continue to look for attention 24/7. i can't be content with being on my own, even for a short while. it makes me feel small and insignificant. i need to constantly feel wanted and appreciated. for once i want someone to fall as madly in love with me as i am with them, and both be happy.
and i hate how good of friends i'm making, because i can't even enjoy them because i'm too busy worrying about losing them once we're out of college. why must my brain complicate me.
and i hate how good of friends i'm making, because i can't even enjoy them because i'm too busy worrying about losing them once we're out of college. why must my brain complicate me.