He is split down the middle.
He is selfish.
He is my soul.
He is witty.
He's a fibber.
He is charming.
He is smart.
He is a writer.
He has an amazing mind.
He clutters his brain with nonsenese.
He gives too much concern to what others think.
He has the most beautiful voice in the world. Wallah.
He has beautiful eyes with lashes that never end.
He is blessed with a gorgeous face.
He is selfish.
He is childish.
He is cruel.
He doesn't respect himself.
He doesn't respect me.
He does not recognize his worth.
He's worth more gold than the earth made.
He doesn't love himself.
So he doesn't love me.
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