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February 1, 2011
She was the kind of person who made you feel special. She made you feel as if you could be someone new, someone better. She made you think you were the most important person in the world to her. And you were. Everyone was.

She filled you up and up and up until you spilled over and over. She made you shine until that one inevitable day she disappeared. Left you still spilling over because you forgot how to stop, spilling until you were empty inside. Emptier than before. Left you hating her and wanting her and alone.