I just went driving for an hour and a half. In the dark. Alone. Music in my ears. Cars passed me by. I was driving slow. I had nowhere to go. I was alone. Hurt. Afraid. Disappointed. Alone. In the dark. Alone.
Sometimes I hate talking about my 'personal' life with my parents. Actually, I learned SEVERAL times that talking to them about whats going
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