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I make mistakes. That's what I do. I speak without thinking, I act without knowing. I drink so much that I can barely walk. I'm a fantastic lover, and an amazing friend. God know I mean well...

if it seems too good to be true, it probably is

After he left, I cried for a week, and then I realised I do have faith. Faith in myself, faith that I would one day meet someone... who would be sure that I was the one.