I'm not really happy right now as I write. I mean I should be right? Things are great. I fucking hate when things are great because great is boring. I like being kicked the fuck around by shitty people. I like to love someone so much it hurts. I love it when I hurt so much that I cry. To me that's living. Your life is made up of your raw
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