I'm sorry. Sometimes, I get jealous thinking that someone
else could make you happier then I could. I guess it's my
insecurities acting up. Because I know I'm not the prettiest,
smartest, or most fun and exciting. But, I do know that no matter
how hard and long you look;
you'll never find somebody that loves you like I do.
you'll never find somebody that loves you like I do.
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