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There have been lots of cars in my driveway and lots of boys on my couch. I’ve toyed with bad boys, momma’s boys && country boys. I’ve been broken by a few and broken a few myself. I’ve never said “I love you,” and I’ve never had the need. I’ve been the rebound, the challenge, the fallback, and the girlfriend. I’ve been the mistake, and the correction. One day someone will love me for what I’ve been and what I am, where I’ve been and where I am. One day. Someone will love me.