I miss you. SO much that sometimes my chest gets tight and I feel like I'm suffocating. Other times I feel listless and helpless. There are so many boys here, young and immature, offering me comfort. I look at them, and they seem so pitiful. They don't understand that what I need is you. I never should have met you. You make everyone else
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