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  • If you know me, you know that it's not a rare occurrence at all to find me with a huge grin on my face cracking sarcastic phrases here and there while laughing at myself. But if you really took the time to get to know me, got close enough for me to trust you, you'd understand that it's not entirely natural.

    I'm no stranger to faking emotion. One of the reasons I love acting so much is because everyday I'm lying to someone, making up a story or just faking being okay. Because underneath the act, behind all the jests and games, I'm not okay. I'm a pressure mine. Once I've got a lot stress on me, the slightest misstep could set me off. So I'm afraid to get too close to people. Let people see what it's like inside the demented brain of mine. I've learned my lesson about what happens when you rush into things. When you perceive a person to be the one who looks past it all. You convince yourself it's love, that it'll last forever. It just comes back to crush you, bring you down to even darker places. And yet, maybe there is hope for me.

    Whenever I look at you, I can't help but smile. Your adorable face. Those gorgeous eyes that make my insides all gooey and invite me to gaze into them. Your sarcastic nature is in perfect balance with mine. You know just what to say to get a genuine laugh out of me. I find myself wanting to be around you more and more, and there's nothing better than when I am. The feeling is somewhat new to me. Being around someone so beautiful and that I'm so attracted to, and yet having no temptation to do anything I don't want to. No pressure to be okay with things I'm not. It's so natural. Not forced. Not rushed. The perfect balance.

    You mean the world to me. It breaks my heart to see you sad. All I ever want to do is see that amazing smile on your face. Because no matter how hard I try, I can't make mine go away when I'm with you.
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