She's sad, hurt, being forced to grow up and put up. She called and cried so I hurt, but I'm not mad. Accually, I perfer to share her pain because I want to be a part of her. I just wish I could be there to comfort her, help her. I love her. When she can't take it anymore, I should be there to be her strength, but I can't... so I hurt, because she
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