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I wish he’d ask how my day was more often. I just want a chance to talk, too, but what’s going on in his brain always takes precedence. When he does ask I feel like I have nothing to say.. I tuck everything away. I feel like he doesn’t actually want to hear it.

I think about him all the time, support him through everything, completely f****** adore him, and yet here I am crying. I guess I’m not very interesting.

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