i don’t know what i want

i wish i’d stop thinking about you every day. it’s really lame to still have to wonder why you did what you did. it’s even worse to think about how you did actually love me. it was so long ago. it happened months before i even found out, i mean there’s no way something didn’t happen in that time frame. now i’m confused and lost. i don’t know if i belong where i am now.

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