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OMFG. This again? I was sure that when i moved on and find a bf this wouldn’t happen agan to me. I love you so fucking much. My friends are right.. i must stop seeing you... this thing confuses me such a lot. I love you soo much.. i desire you so so much. And i’m going to ge married with someone else. Yes.. i know. This spounds like a stupid movie you can watch at 3pm on saturday-
I need to confess so i can move on. Really. Yet.. another `part of me is telling me.. the only way to move on is if I taste your lips.
You don’t love me. You love someone else... fuck it.





















