[ The people who love you. She never really thinks of her friends that way. Too personal, too close. And she just lost some of the few people she was certain truly cared for her.
But more do exist, don't they? People who love her. Hell. ]
Yeah. I get it. God, I look like a fucking mess, don't I.
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[ The people who love you. She never really thinks of her friends that way. Too personal, too close. And she just lost some of the few people she was certain truly cared for her.
But more do exist, don't they? People who love her. Hell. ]
Yeah. I get it. God, I look like a fucking mess, don't I.