Repressed emotions are bad. I honestly don't want to entertain such because I know how vulnerable I become when I do.
I'm no stranger to this but I don't really need it now. It's like a secret you're dying to tell but for obvious reasons, you cannot.
I hate my life. This part, that is.
"You know you care for someone when you start convincing yourself that you don't."
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