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Truth About Adrian
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In corso, pubblicata il lug 01, 2018
Adrian lit the cigarette, allowing the smoke to fill his lungs before he let out a sigh exhaling the smoke. He watched the smoke cloud surround him, tears welling in his eyes making it impossible to see. He sat there; quiet his brothers by his side before the tears fell from his eyes cascading down his cheeks like a river. "I just want to be happy, you know? It's like I'm being chained up by my own thoughts in this dark room and I'm screaming for help. Nobody can hear me. I'm waiting for happiness, freedom. It's like I can see it, its there just staring at me through the open door but it ignores my cry for help. I don't know what to do. To be free, and maybe I'm not supposed to be free, maybe this is all I'll ever know, I've given up on hope, hope just watches me sit here as I dying inside."

By one glance you'd think that Adrian was one of those happy go lucky people that you saw on the movies. Always laughing, joking around. The truth is, Adrian was depressed.
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