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“i’m just tired, you know?” she sighed.
“of what?”
“of everything,” she laughs. “i’m tired of falling for people who couldn’t care less about me. i’m tired of wearing my heart on my sleeve and people taking advantage of it. i tried you know? i tried not giving a fuck, to stop giving people the love they don’t even fucking deserve… but i can’t help it and i don’t think it’ll ever end.”

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