The Invisible Girl You walk past me, I pretend you’re not there. It’s not that I don’t like you, I’m just pretending not to care. — It’s the only way I can think I’m still in control. Share this:LinkedInFacebookTwitterEmail Related Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ
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