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I don't cry very much. When I grew up, after seeing fights of parents, failures, disappointments, fainting mom, drunk dad, obligatory teenage heartbreaks, I hardened up. I became a man, bottling up any bad emotion inside. And I remember, before this month, the last time I actually cried was when I saw my mom cry two years ago.
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I don't cry very much. When I grew up, after seeing fights of parents, failures, disappointments, fainting mom, drunk dad, obligatory teenage heartbreaks, I hardened up. I became a man, bottling up any bad emotion inside. And I remember, before this month, the last time I actually cried was when I saw my mom cry two years ago.
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there's pics on my wall. so beautiful.
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