Here is the thing about love. It is nasty, but graceful. It is hurtful, but healing. I mean really i am so fed up with love. I mean i love so many people. Half pf them i get no love back. I love my family, friends, and my girlfriend. And with that, love is pulling. You love one girl but then another girl comes along..sweet as ever,,then you love her. It leaves me up constantly at night wanting to kill myself. That agony in my stomach...like i know its there but ill never have it. But hey....its love
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