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You'd think after 18 years I'd be used to being single and that I'd forget to care.
The truth is it just gets worse, every day, every heartbroken crush, every twinkle of hope that dissapears into nothing.
I know I shouldn't but I can't help but feel worthless without someone by my side.
I want someone to think I'm beautiful.
The truth is it just gets worse, every day, every heartbroken crush, every twinkle of hope that dissapears into nothing.
I know I shouldn't but I can't help but feel worthless without someone by my side.
I want someone to think I'm beautiful.