I've never needed a rock. I am my own rock. I wanted one though. I want one. I want to be vulnerable. I want to be cared for. I want to be looked upon as someone everyone wants around all the time. I want to be more outgoing, not in the stupid way. I want to be me. I want to figure what the hell makes me 'me'. I want to know what that was. I want
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