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If you think I miss you,
that I stay inside,
lay in bed and cry,
questioning the end and
asking myself why,
If you think I’m worried I lost a dime,
in a sea full of quarters with
much better shine,
If you think I’m fretting over
running out of time,
Remember who I am,
and remember to think twice, because
If you thought this was your chance at
being the heartbreaker,
you’re out of your goddamn mind. Kayla Kathawa - you can’t break my heart. (via ninakathawa)

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