I love you, like crazy. You like me, like maybe. Can we get together already? I promise to stop giving you the cold shoulder and pretending to be cooler than you if you promise to do the same to me. Lucky us, we share the same insecurities. We’re destined by virtue of our similar lacks. No one makes me as happy, no one drives me as crazy. —Don’t Want to Lose You

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