I’m pretty sure one of the worst things that can slap you in the face is the realization you really don’t know a person you think you do.

Is it just me or is it the people we’re pretty damn sure we have all figured out end up becoming friends we really don’t care about, and the friends we actually have no clue about are claimed as our “best/good” friends?

or maybe I’m just strangely attracted to tall, dark, and mysterious.
please, enthuse me.


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