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You told me you could never believe in someone who didn't believe in you; I believed in you. I always believed in you. I just never believed in me. I love you. Always.
— Blaine ‧ Pretty in Pink
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An editorial interpretation.
Faith in another person gets turned inward and found lacking. This confession admits belief flowed outward easily while self-belief never arrived, framing love as something offered without matching self-worth. The final short words land like a plain, unguarded admission.
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