The fear of snared easily by others is inculcated in ma brain.he ogled at me bt cuz of fear of being thrown over by him ,i became so vile tht i spoke to him in mock-serious manner.my scathing remarks used to scare him away frm me day by day.my memory says i did it,my pride says tht i cud nt ve done it n in the end my memory yields. he is conniving wid my thz behaviour n nw em itching to hear his voice.i want him to bear with the whims n airs of mine.nw cuz of natural inclination to him my attitude of superiority died down.i dun want to get hold of the wrong end of the stick.i ve no illusion abt maself,as i knw tht em fibber.i dun want sum1 to appease me ,i dun need ny placatory words.em tire
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