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i just want to see you smile. for real, for once.

when was the last time you truly laughed? like a big, hardy laugh.

do you truly think that you are okay? because i honestly don't believe that you are.

i can tell by the way you look at absolutely nothing, and have a stone cold look on your face. i can tell by the way you have to push out your laughs, and when your smile slowly drops. i can tell by the way your eyes glaze over, and droop.

don't pretend to be okay.

it won't help you in the long run, and it will only hurt you more. i can promise you that.

// m.m.

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