I still have the same problem as I did, but less so. It's only in the quiet moments, when I stop, and my mind is allowed to go where it goes, that I'm suffocated by unhappiness and uncertainty. Because I don't feel like this is right, this prep college thing, my horrible classes and worse professors, my shitty job, my debt, faking smiles when my
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YOU'RE ONE TO TALK. CALL ME SOMETIME, WE'LL VENT. And catch up and then that way I won't feel like a jackass.
I ♥ you.
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I will, because we need to talk. But you shouldn't feel like a jackass, I should. And do.
Thanks, sweetie. I love you too.
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And she talks incessantly and bitches and bitches about nothing, all day long.
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