RaNdOM ShIt

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I like him.

I really do.

But I can't date him if she is.

I can't like him if she does.

I'm broken, really.

I like his personality.

His face.

His body.

Him.

It's so upsetting.

It hurts, so much.

She doesn't know that I like him too.

He doesn't know that it hurts me.

They don't know that they're slowly tearing me apart.

Oh, they don't know.