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She loved the guy.
She did it for him.
She would've done anything for him.
Some women are like that.
Some loves are like that.
Most loves are like that.
Your heart starts to feel like an overcrowded lifeboat.
You throw your pride out to keep it afloat,
and your self-respect,
and your independance.
After a while,
you start throwing people out,
friends, people you know.
And it's still not enough.
The lifeboat is still sinking,
and you know it's going to take you down with it.
I've seen that happen to a lot of girls.
I think that's why I'm sick of love.