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I feel as though I've held this sadness in so long, it's all crashing down on me. I almost feel like I'm suffocating. I sit here, alone with my thoughts. I can't stop thinking about her. I think about the past. I think about what we did when I was younger. I think about high school, and how big of a role she played iby ConvenientExcuses on Jan 14 10:27 PM, In Depression, Diary, Personal. 300 words. → 4 comments, Add one?
