| Boys say they love you. They'll wake up early to bring you roses. To prepare snacks. To surprise you. But when those three words slip out of your mouth everything comes crashing down. They tell you to get rid of "it". They're hardly gentle anymore, harsh words are spilled. The replies are slow , sharp, and vague. One little scare is all it takes, to show a whether he's a man or a boy with a toy. 
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| Why do these things happen? I'm always so insecure, hesitant, yet so eager to compare myself to your past and what could be your future. 
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| I find myself thinking about you often, smiling at the slightest thought of you yet why is that? It can't be that right? I'm too young to realize what that is yet and I don't want to be a foolish girl that rushes into things. I don't want to look back later on in the future and view myself as that anymore. I just know I like you a lot. |
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| I won't waste my time trying to befriend "popular" people if they have a reputation to back talk or degrade others. I'm open to anyone and everyone, until they start baby talking to me and degrading Asians' sizes. Seriously. STFU hoe. 
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