Hjärta
2011-05-01 @ 15:00:51
I'm sorry sometimes, I get jealous.
Thinking that she could make you happier than I can, but I guess its my insecurities acting up.
Because I know that I'm not the prettiest, smartest, or most fun and exciting girl. But I do know
that no matter how hard and long you look.. You'll never find somebody that loves you like I do.
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