And I'm like... "I just... I mean, this is exhausting, you know?
Like, we are never getting back together. Like, ever."

Take the not-so-subtle hint.
Stop texting me.
Stop Facebook chatting me.
Like I'm going to believe that you just want to talk to me.
The only time you want to talk to me
Is if you're trying to get back together with me,
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I feel like I might regret this, letting him back into my life again.
And I'm starting to remember why I liked him so much.
...I don't know if I can handle this (him. emotions. everything.) again.

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SO SWEET
Seriously.
WHERE ARE THESE GUYS?!
And, please, can I get one?

My knee is still purple.
My hair is too long.
Time for a change, I think.

It's 11:11 PM.
Which is also the title of the song I'm listening to.
Although I normally think it's stupid
I feel it's appropriate to make a wish here.

I just want a guy who cares enough to try to make it rain for me.
Where's my real life Ted Mosby?


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