I plan out this simple boomerang with the prettiest filter but none of it matters because-
The person I want to view my stories; doesn’t view my stories
I spend hours finding the perfect lighting, perfect shot, perfect filter, perfect caption but none of it matters because-
the person I want to see my photo where im looking my best; doesn’t look at my photo
I spend actual time debating on how many “y”’s to put in the word “hey” because I don’t want to look desperate or uninterested but all of this doesn’t matter because-
The person I want to answer my text message; doesn’t want to answer me
And while I’m wasting my time doing this. Buying new things to make me impress you but none of this matters because-
The person I want to want me; doesn’t have a clue
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Author:
lucinda (
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- Published: March 26th, 2018 14:49
- Category: Love
- Views: 9
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