Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can anybody deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It’s beyond me.
There’s loving and there’s losing, but I think I’m just past choosing now
Don’t live a lie
wearing their hearts on their sleeves, but oh, how good it felt to have them worn just like they should
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