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it was better this way. him liking her. how could i be so foolish of myself.  staying at home was the better option. always the better option. enjoying life in my bed, watching videos that made me crack up instead of knowing that i'd be feeling the same pain again.

my head hung low and my eyes were closed to wish that this time was forgotten. a smile was no longer plastered on my face. only his smile was still there. for her.

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