I may dissect each little thing and put myself out there so much, but at
least that means that I still care. Oh! You think you've won because I am "expendable" to you? You may not get hurt or make an ass of
yourself that way but you don't fall in love that way either. You have
not won. You're alone. I may do a lot of stupid shit, but I'm still a lot
closer to love than you are.
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