Prologue:
Do you ever get that feeling? You know, the one where you feel claustrophobic, but exposed at the same time; where you feel like you need someone to talk to, but you don't know what to say; the feeling where, you feel you can't swim deep enough to reach what you want, but you so desperately desire the surface of refreshing air as well. I understand. I feel like that all the time. The only exception, is that I have an excuse.
Im Bipolar.
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Disorderly.
Teen FictionSome days, Just dont work out for me. The worst part, is not knowing which days out of the 365 a year, those bad ones are going to be. I'd love to tell you my story ends with Cinderella meeting a prince, and everything being okay; but Cinderella nev...
