It makes me feel like crap, in case you didn't know.
You take me for granted.
You know, I could just pick up and leave.
Decide I'm tired of it.
Move on.
Get closer to my other friends.
Perhaps that would be the best thing to do.
But you know what...
I don't think I will.
Perhaps that disappoints you.
But I need you.
And I have a feeling you secretly need me, too.
You know, I could just pick up and leave.
Decide I'm tired of it.
Move on.
Get closer to my other friends.
Perhaps that would be the best thing to do.
But you know what...
I don't think I will.
Perhaps that disappoints you.
But I need you.
And I have a feeling you secretly need me, too.
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