"Oh the usual," I said, trying to pull myself together.
"Like what?" he persisted.
"Caring for people and then losing them, making a full of myself, being hurt, scaring people away, being too forward, being too aloof..." I rattled off. "Do you want me to go on? I could do this for hours."
"No, that's all right," he said. "But we're all scared of those things."
"Are we?" I asked surprised.
"Of course," he assured me, "Why do you think you're so special?"
-M. Keyes
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The girls makeup looks gorgeous.
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