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It's hard to make someone notice you. To make him see you when he is surrounded and his eyes are fixated on a flock of scrumptious vixens. It's difficult to show him that what he might be looking for is actually right in front of him. That what he might be needing is not a 36-24-36, heart-pounding, face-that-can-launch-a-thousand-ships lass but a girl whom he can talk 24 hours a day, who brings comfort instead of jitters and who enjoys to be beautiful in the simplest way. Its depressing to be who you are when you know you are not enough and his heart melts for another person.