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Not Hate
I hate how you and I aren’t as close as we used to be, and I hate that she’s the reason why. I hate how the only time you talk to me is to complain about her, then to tell me you got back together with her again the next day. I hate how you then don’t talk to me until there’s a problem again. I hate how I have to hear about how cute the two of you are all the time, because I know the real truth and I hate that too. I hate that I can’t even look at you anymore. I hate knowing that you can do so much better. And I hate that I still think about you enough to try convince myself that I hate you. Most of all, I hate that I really don’t hate you.
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Funny how a melody sounds like a memory.
Eric Church, (Springsteen)
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The rich girls steal, the pretty girls lie, the smart girls play dumb and the dumb girls spend their days trying to be all of the above.
Pretty Little Liars
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Gabby's the name, and i'm 16 years old. Music is my life. For some reason a guitar, pen and paper can just make everything better for me. I have an infinite love for Death Cab and City & Colour, but if you talk to most of my friends they'll probably tell you I'm obsessed with Justin Bieber or Drake...which I am, I really can't deny that. I also have a special adoration for Oasis, Rooney, Frank Ocean, The Weeknd, illScarlett, Red Jumpsuit and Taylor Swift. I am greatly afraid of escalators and cats make me nervous. I'm kind of socially awkward and I'm good at faking a smile. Nicholas Sparks is my favourite author. J'adore le langue du français, boys confuse me and the 80s inspires me. I think pickles and sour keys are fantastc, and I eat poptarts from the inside out.
I'm a believer, a doubter, a lover, a hater, a friend and an enemy. I have dreams and I have nightmares, I smile and I cry, I'm weird and I'm normal. And I am perfectly okay with that jumbled mess that I call me because truth is; I don't know who I am or who I want to be, but I don't think anyone really does right now. That's half the fun of being a teenager <3
