I've been laying in my bed for days, crying. I wish I could escape reality for a day. My friends once told me "I hope I won't ever see you cry, because you are the kind of person who is truly broken when she cries." But they don't know that I don't go out anymore because I would be crying as soon as I see them. If I have to meet them I'm holding back so much that I'm just aggressive towards them. I don't know how to tell them what I need. I don't even know what I need.
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Poems and thoughts
RomanceI'm sorry a bug double uploads the chapters. Mainly english original poems. Hope you enjoy and please comment and like.
