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I notice everything.
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
English:
I love you
Spanish: Te amo
Italian: Ti amo
Russian: Я люблю тебя
German: Ich liebe dich
French: Je t'aime
Tumblr: Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy, but ADFGASFS YOU PERFECT INDIVIDUAL I HATE YOU, WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO BE SO PERFECT?! SDGSAGF ASDGSDG maybe?
Spanish: Te amo
Italian: Ti amo
Russian: Я люблю тебя
German: Ich liebe dich
French: Je t'aime
Tumblr: Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy, but ADFGASFS YOU PERFECT INDIVIDUAL I HATE YOU, WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO BE SO PERFECT?! SDGSAGF ASDGSDG maybe?
That feeling of satisfaction when your comment gets more ‘likes’ than the status




