too special to be important
I'm not the center of attention, or the main character. he doesn't think I'm cute, he's just wondering why I'm holding eye contact so long. she's not jealous of me,she's just annoyed at how I don't pay attention. and last of all the mirror at my house keeps blowing up my head so high that when I go to work and look in the mirror I pop, along with all the other self delusions I've created. orrrrrr he does think I'm cute. and she is jealous of me,I mean why else am I the only one she doesn't smile at. and maybe my mirror isn't lying to me maybe the mirror at my job is maybe all these self decisions are actually reality. whatever it's is,I'll never truly know and you should stop worrying too. life's to short to live in your head and someone else's as well. self
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