"They spill and cascade
dripping down my cheeks,
sweeping over my lips
the wetness a surprise
a relief;
the sniff of my nose
and the unsteady breath,
the quick rise and fall of my chest,
they’re falling
I’m weeping
and the strength in me
is lost.
I cry. "
-Olivia Bell
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Alright, so I think I'm really depressed, because I can't stay happy for more than 5 minutes at a time. I always think of someone and end up feeling horrible again. This is crazy, I know I shouldn't be this hung up over a guy, but I am. I'm sorry. I hate this.
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