I sometimes catch myself hesitating, only for a second, during old songs so I could feel the butterflies again and remember what it felt like to be in love. But only for a second; because if the song plays longer than that, the butterflies escape through my rib cage and all I feel is emptiness. That terrible pit in my stomach.
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I’m proud of myself though. I no longer obsess over why he deserted me and left me alone. I know now to be more careful with who I fall in love with. I found a really good quote the other day that has to do with having better judgment of guys:
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“When I was a little girl I used to read fairy tales. In fairy tales you meet Prince Charming and he’s everything you ever wanted. In fairy tales the bad guy is very easy to spot. The bad guy is always wearing a black cape so you always know who he is. Then you grow up and you realize that Prince Charming is not as easy to find as you thought. You realize the bad guy is not wearing a black cape and he’s not easy to spot; he’s really funny, and he makes you laugh, and calls you beautiful.”


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