Does he ever wish I was sleeping beside him?
I miss little things, like his tracksuit pants. Being able to snuggle into him in the morning.
God it hurts.
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- I'm nineteen years old and learning as I grow, trying to recover from a broken heart, trying to find myself again.
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1 comment:
At this point, realizing I have been wrong about how smart you are, this will be the last time I check your blog.
Adios amiga
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