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And I wonder what happened to that guy, the one who held my hand and bought me my favourite book, the one who cuddled me in scary movies and laughed when I made a funny face, the gentlemen, the guy that cared..
But your not that guy anymore, you look kind of like him, though not as kind, you sort of smile like him, but it never reaches your eyes.
That guy took hid place, and now I want the old guy back…but I can’t have him. He’s still gone.

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I cry about the stupidest things, I can handle being dumped, finding out my best friends actually hate me, that my parents probably dont love eachother anymore even one of my best friends dying…but if someone ignores me, it makes me feel worthless, if someone decides that Im too weird to be friends with, it makes me feel like a freak, when someone looks at me like Im something gross and squishy they stepped in..yeah you can bet that I would cry. You would think that someone who could withstand so much drama and pain could stop those traitor tears from trying to slip out, but I guess Im just not strong enough to do that…I cry over the stupidest things

If I can laugh, then I can smile

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—	Ariana Grande

Reality is negotiable

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—	Tim Ferriss

They can because they think they can

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Virgil

It is our choices that show us who we really are, far more than our abilities

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—	J.K. Rowling

You can never cross the ocean if you dont have the courage to lose sight of the shore

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—	Christopher Columbus

I do ya know..

I think some cheering up is in order for you dear boyfriend

I really do..