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No matter what happens I won't cry, ever. It hurts a lot to not be able cry. Who would ever thought that not crying would hurt so much. Tears want to fall but they won't. Because I'm scared that once I cry I will never be able to stop. I hate being vulnerable. I don't want to be pathetic.
A person without tears is like a human without a soul. Is this who I want to be? A shell without life? A body without a heart? A human being without a soul? What have I become? But most of all what have I done to myself?
A person without tears is like a human without a soul. Is this who I want to be? A shell without life? A body without a heart? A human being without a soul? What have I become? But most of all what have I done to myself?