At some point you grow numb.
At some point it becomes normal to hold it in.
At some point you forget how to cry.
And you just stand there and don't make a sound.
Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 9:49 AM UTC
At some point you grow numb.
At some point it becomes normal to hold it in.
At some point you forget how to cry.
And you just stand there and don't make a sound.
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