KILL ME.
I have a big heart.
I fall hard. I miss hard. I believe hard. I hope hard and I love even harder but that also gives everyone the biggest chance to take advantage of that. I let people in easily, I trust too easily. My doors are wide open screaming, “welcome!” I think too highly of people and I believe in every word they say to me. I have the highest of expectations. Why? I’m still trying to figure that out.
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Move on.
I understand that you love him, but are you able to look into the mirror and say that you love yourself? It’s not about whether or not you need to give up, it’s knowing when it’s your cue to leave because you know it’s best for you. Loving yourself is not a crime, nor is it selfishness. It’s your choice.
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