Everything is such a dramatic production, and I know it ain't all him. Most of it's me, but I just wish he knew, I wish he knew how to love me the right way. Yet how can I ask that of anyone if I myself don't even know how to love me? I wish I could stop the madness. I want to be able to put my life on hold so I can straighten it out, but I can't.
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