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No, I am not okay. Yes, there are tears in my eyes. I tell myself things will get better. I choose to believe that. Then I go on about my day. I smile, I laugh, I make conversation and pretend I'm living the best life. Deep down... I can't even remember the last time that laugh wasn't forced. Well not forced exactly, but more of a reflex, like if someone was about to hit you and you throw your hands up in defence before even realising you did so. But you know what, I'm fine. I really am because things could be worse. But then there are nights like these when the tears push and I just can't stop myself... But I'm fine.
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Thoughts At Night :(
De TodoVerbal Release Of All The Thoughts In My Mind. Do Not Come Here If You're A Happy Person...
