I notice everything. And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.

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It scares me that you never know what someone is thinking or feeling towards you, and everything that they say could be one massive lie.

This. Everyday.

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Honestly though why do I bother being with someone if I just over think and analyze until I find myself not fit for that person.  Haha ahhhhh what the hell.

"There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds."

Laurell K. Hamilton, Mistral’s Kiss

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