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once again, the people around me never cease to surprise me. and once again, i am left thinking if they are really worth it all. worth my attention. worth my words. worth my existence. i try to find a reason why i should keep on doing what i am doing, i try to find a cause to why i should stay by their side. but i always end up empty handed and kicking myself. because i know what the outcome is. i know it so well. but i do it anyways.
surprises. i have come to dislike them.
courtney. i have come to love you so much. you care, strangly enough. and i don't know why. but i love the fact that you do.