am always a mess.
I can never keep my own secrets.
I laugh too hard at stupid things.
I live in the past, in the memories.
I have with the people I love.
I am heartsick for all the things I can't get back.
It's hard for me to define myself.
I guess I'm just a cliche, the person who loved too hard and didn't get anything in return.
I just want the one person who has never given me a second thought.
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