today we were talking about how all the picture frames in your room
are empty. you said it was because you hate the way you look. you
seemed surprised that I didn't have a comment, like I was supposed
to argue with you. believe me, I wanted to, desperately. but I'm so
tired of putting myself out there to build you up. I'm tired of the
one sided feelings. I'm tired of feeling like I am not enough for
you. how many times are we going to do this? I've told you how I
feel and you keep stringing me along.
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