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I really want a seventeen one…

She was beautiful. The most beautiful girl you had ever seen, her brown eyes were like warm pools of honey, and her skin was always tan, like she had just come back from vacation. And her looks were the least beautiful thing about her.  Physically, she was stunning. But that paled in comparison to her heart and mind. She was exquisite in the way she spoke with passion. She saw the good in people. Hell she saw the good in you. Even when you couldn’t. She saw the person you could be if you tried hard enough. She loved you so much, more than she ever loved her self. She loved you deeply, madly, and incredibly. She fought for you. When everyone told her she was crazy for staying, she just smiled, she knew they were wrong. Or at least she thought she did. But she didn’t know. She didn’t know that it would be impossible to pierce your ferocious walls. She wasn’t simply a girl for you to play with. So why did you treat her like she was. You loved her, and you thought that was enough. She did too, for a long time. But eventually she realized, it wasn’t. You cant simply tell someone you love them. It loses meaning. Actions speak louder than words, and yours were no exception. Your actions were what caused her to leave. She didn’t want to. But she finally figured it out. Loving you wasn’t worth hating her self.  

You need a private talk? Just send me an ask!:)

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Also me: *doesnt make any effort to stay connected with anyone bc I’m convinced I just bother them*

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