its only fair that you know what you are falling in love with. you are falling in love with my insecurities, and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. you are fallin in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, my overactive tear ducts, my internet obsession. you fall in love with my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams, and how im a hopeless romantic at heart. if you fall in love with me, you fall in love with my self-hate and all my imperfections and my perception that nobody could ever love me.
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