I had always had a little problem looking out for myself in love. I was afraid people would leave me. So I sort of clung and did everything possible to keep someone around. I didn’t have a hard talk with myself about who I was keeping around. Doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure that out. I clung to people like human life preservers.
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