No digo cosas para decirlos...i love you, take it or leave it.

everything's okay...maybe even a little more than okay. i should be happy... and i am... on most days.

but why isn't it enough?

 

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what's a girl gotta do to be able to scream at the top of her lungs because nothing could be better in her life? that's all i want...

 

to be utterly and completely happy.