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What is it about me? Because, it has to be me, doesn't it?

I hold my tongue on a lot of things. For many reasons. People have the right to be who they are. People have the right to their own behaviors. And I have the right to let go of things.

And I have the right to be upset about things.


WHY AM I NEVER ALLOWED TO BE UPSET?

Everyone I meet seems to suffer from the same condition: punk-ass little brats.

And I am so sick of putting up with other people's issues.


I don't even remember what mine are anymore....

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