One of those days when you're physically and mentally exhausted and fed up with everyone and everything...
you end up on the couch with smudged mascara, bloodshot eyes, stuff nose, and a heavy heart.
I dont know how to love my parents..
trying to love them is like trying to hug a pair of porcupines
You have to put in effort to open up and to bond; at the same time you have to guard yourself so you dont end up alone in your front porch trying to glue yourself together, over and over again
somepeople are so difficult to love..
I dont know why I keep trying and trying
I dont know how it's always family that hurts most.
I am so tired..
I am so so tired
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