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I think about him constantly. I tell myself it’s because I truly care about him, but I know I’m just lying to myself. I think about him because I yearn for any bit of kindness, from anyone. He doesn’t realize how with every word he speaks to me, I fall deeper into this hole of wanting him. I don’t even really know him, but I want so badly for him to know me. For him to want to know me. And it’s just because I need someone, anyone, to give me the attention I crave. Even if it costs me who I am. I tell myself it would be worth it, even knowing with my whole being that it’s not. But I keep telling myself it could be. I think that’s what hurts the most. The lies I tell myself.

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