Everyone has three lives.

a public life,
a private life,
and a secret life.


I know that when I see you I'm going to die.
I know I'm going to want you, and you know why. It's going to kill me, to see you with the next girl.
'Cause I'm the most gorgeously jealous kind of ex-girl.

But I should have thought of that before we kissed.

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