innocently blue
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Last published Mon, Jan 9, 2017
I've met hundreds of women before. Why did I get so attached to this one? I can have any girl I want but the one girl who doesn't want me back, I happen to fall for. I don't fall for people. I'm the joker. I don't do feelings. Especially not bullshit like love. People are scared of me, I can't let them see me as 'weak' because of a girl. Do i push her away or do I try to win her over?
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