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[barely_obvious]

I've tried so hard to not be that girl. That girl who nags and complains. Who controls and bosses. And while I know I'm not, I've become that other girl. The one that sits and waits for your call or text. That waits for your fun to end while my lack of fun worsens. I also told myself I wouldn't be this girl, but here I am, waiting. As usual. And here I'll be. Waiting some more. And then you'll call and apologize and I'll let it slide, like always.

I need friends. Badly.