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"Normality. He was always obsessed with normality. With him, everything had to be exactly as it should be. Perfect, with no errors whatsoever.

I have turned it over in my head; the concept of being perfect. To be wanted by everyone. And it simply confused me more. How can you be perfect in the eyes of everyone, if every person's preference varied?

I got tired of hiding. Of striving to be his perfect girl, at the price of killing myself.

Whatever he loved about me,
Was not really a part of myself." - miranda j.

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