Everything is always bottled up inside, because although I want to let it all out. There is never anyone to let it out too, and when there is, and I try... they seem to think I am crazy. I'm sorry for not wanting secrets. I'm sorry for the truth, whether you can handle it or not, whether you believe it or not. I am who I am, and I shouldn't have to
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