I didn't get enough to eat. But I don't really care.
My side stings from cutting. I don't really care.
I'm exhausted from only getting two hours of sleep. I don't really care.
I almost committed suicide last night. I don't really care.
My parents didn't ask me how I slept when I got up late and couldn't get ready that fast. Trust me, I'm ok.
I'm always ok. All I have to do is put on a fake broken smile and say so. No matter how much of a lie it is.
I am fine.
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