Girls Like Me
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Última publicación sáb, ene 6, 2018
"I.. I don't understand." she whispered through her tears. I didn't understand either. I'll never understand why I do this to such innocent people, or why it never affected me. "I'm sorry, Catelynn. It's not you..." she stopped me "If it's not me then what is it?" she caught me before I could say, she clearly knew I was full of shit. "I don't know.. I'm sorry." she winced as my words collided with her face and wiped away a stray tear. "Whatever, Jasper." she paused and sniffed the sadness out of her voice. "Let me know when you get your shit together, I guess." she marched off and left me with the echo of her voice in my head. I had feelings for her, but when she said it- those three fucking words- I couldn't stay anymore. She was in too deep, and I was nearing the same fate.
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