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I’ve been notorious to be the girl that others enjoy using as a ‘time filler’ - so I’ve noticed. I find myself falling over and over again for people that don’t quite feel the same way. Of course, behind their pretty words and the whole “let me convince you that I mutually like you back” notions, I often began to believe that maybe, just maybe, things will be mutual for once. But, as always, it never is. I somehow always manage to let myself love more. It doesn’t matter if the relationship is platonic or romantic, I always feel like my end is the one loving way more than it should. My soul has so much love and I’m not sure that others can quite handle that. And I don’t believe I’ve ever been in a place where I’ve felt otherwise. Despite the fact that I’ve sat here and pretended like I’m okay with it, putting on a facade of “I don’t give a fuck”, it almost seems like it gives others the excuse to think their actions of leading me on is okay. But the scary thing is, and why I’m writing this, is that I’ve oddly become okay with it recently. I’ve become immune to high expectations and them being tore down with the reality that my idea of loving someone else is way too optimistic. So, that’s why I’ve decided to have my fun. I will continue loving others as hard as I can, but I refuse to let myself be convinced that things will work out in the end. Until someone out there can prove to me that I can be loved more than I have the capacity to love others, I will use my adoration for pure pleasure. I will not allow myself to be hurt by others that can’t see my worth and my love for them. 

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“The label were considering letting her go. I said listen, even if you drop her, I will pay her to come to my house and sing. Cause the shit fucking moves me.” 

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