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by Steph

I kinda like to bask in this pain. The pain of knowing that I’m exactly not my boyfie’s type of girl. I feel like I want to simmer myself in this thing forever, seeing that I’m never good enough for him, knowing that I will always stay on the ground. 

I want to be happy again, but I don’t know how to set myself free. I wanna be prettier than ever. 

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