I don't know

I wish I had a stalker—someone who’s obsessed but also head-over-heels in love (I’m a little crazy).

finally accepting that we were nothing and i over romanticized the whole thing

Me and who?

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Why am I never "that one person"?!

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And the story of the eyes?

You think I need you, but don't you know that all I need to survive is music, books, a cell phone, and a bed.

You can't understand how amazing it is to talk to an imaginary person.

❤️🎧🇺🇸