Here I go again.

Yet another guy. The same as the last… but maybe different…. Pulling me in with the endless flirting. Calling me Beautiful. Saying I’m different then most girls. Giving me those butterflies that make me sore 10 miles high. Making me forget all my worries. Is this just a game to him like it was for the last? Do my feelings truly matter this time around? SHIT. But now I sit and think that i can’t be the only girl he’s doing this with. I’m yet again not a one and only. I don’t know what to doooooo! Help?

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C'est La Vie

Here I go again.

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