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Don't ask me why, but it brings peace to the turmoil raging within me right now.
I haven't felt the rain in a long time.
I want to live. Live with my arms wide open, but sometimes I fear I'm hurting everyone around me who's important.
Why was I born the way I am?
I think I may need to leave New York for a while.
[Struck through things are not legible. He didn't post them, but I thought it was funny adding them anyway. Stupid emo loser.]