No body knows what I go through in a day. All of the emotions that emerge, that I keep secret.
After seeing a picture of someone, watching my Eric sleeping, the feeling of freedom when my mother is gone, the feeling of happiness when my brother talks to me about the woman he loves, being worried for my best friend, and sadness because I won't be spending the night with the one I love.
I'm not particularly unhappy?
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