I don't cry out of saddness. Well, I haven't in a very very long time. When things happened between Jordan and myself, I could feel tears coming. Every time I think about Jordan, the shit I've pulled, and even the thought of me going to an empty apartment; I want to cry. But I don't. I'm not attempting to be tough or hold back; the tears just don't
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