sigh 

I’m not an option. I’m not a stop along the way. I’m a destination. I’m a priority. I deserve to be loved. I deserve what I give. I won’t be neglected. I won’t let myself go through pain anymore. I need attention and love. I’m tired of being an option, when it’s convenient. I don’t want lazy, I want change. I want forever, but I don’t want to be unhappy. 

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About maybemiranda

21. Wife. Student.
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