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I wish I was perfect for you.

"Why am I only creative when I’m under some sort of influence?"

-Story of my life

When you try to hide how high you are in public.

Those moments where you pray that the boy you used to like shows up on your doorstep and proclaims his love for you and you’re just waiting until he comes back.
And then realizing this isn’t a fairy-tale and the only one coming up to you is your cat wanting food and to be petted.