Sleep didn't happen for me tonight. That's happening a lot these days. I wake up, I wonder why I bothered. I fake almost everything you see. Smiling is a reflex for me. Laughing is a reflex for me. I practice being happy. I'm good at it. It's just that people disappoint me so fucking much that it sickens me. It's not being misunderstood that
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And maybe I will.
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