I feel empty.
I don't like this feeling.
Why is tonight different?
Why all the sudden do I feel this?
Talk to me.
Help me.
Don't
Help
Me
Help
Me
Don't help.
I don't want your pity.
I don't want you to worry.
So
I'll act fine
I'm fine
YOU ARE READING
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