Someone once told me that I'm not hard to love.
And I somewhat resented that.
Because IF I wasn't hard to love, then how come I felt so alone, used, and unimportant instead of feeling happy, feeling like I belong.
But now I know that I can be loved. And really loved at that.
I don't want a broken you. When you whine, that's not you. That's not
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