Sometimes, I get jealous thinking that someone else could make you happier than I could. Because I know I’m not the prettiest, smartest or most fun and exciting. But I do know that no matter how hard and long you look, you’ll never find somebody tht loves you like I do.
I’m jealous of the people, who get to see you every day..
(Sellepärast juba, et oleme pmst terve juunikuu näinud igapäev, max on vahele jäänud üks päev.. nüüd kuu)

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