Maybe I'm angry, maybe I'm irritated, maybe I'm insecure, maybe I'm jealous, maybe I'm overprotective, maybe I'm crazy, maybe i just cant bare to lose them. Maybe a little bit of all.

Maybeeee, that's how you'd feel if you love them the way i do.

You hold them tight even if the world around you thinks you're freakishly weird. Because they don't love you like I love you, guys. They don't know how to sacrifice their pride to hold on to the things they dont want to lose. They would rather have all the company in the world than appear like the anti social fool I appear to be, just to save the ones i love(really) from getting sucked into this wonderful world of contradictions.

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