Sometimes I look in the mirror to check if I’m still there, but I don’t recognize the girl looking at me.
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Please don’t get tired of me.
it happens every time. People lose interest in me. They get tired of me. Suddenly, they don’t bother hitting me up anymore. The conversations become shorter. They forget about me and I just become a distant memory. I wonder if it’s my fault sometimes. But then I realize that people never stay in my life. And there’s nothing I can do about it.
daydreaming about stuff that’s probably never going to happen is my favorite hobby