I cant help but want to fight. I feel as though Im losing my favorite. My Best. And promised myself I wouldnt fight, and I broke that. Im sorry. yet theres apart of me that doesnt know why I am sayin all of this. I cant help but feel that I lost a big part of me. Part of me wants to run and cry and the other wants to yell at the top of my lungs. I
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