I chose words and tears today over blood. I'm not proud of the tears, vecause everyone knows that big girls don't cry, but I am proud of the words; even if the words were weak ones. But I chose them and they are undoubtedly the better choice. When I was in high school, I wrote that words on a page wouldn't save anyone.
I choose to believe I was
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