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Jun 2013
My heart  sank to my stomach.
Tears welled in my eyes.
I got to the car just as my knees were about to buckle.
I climbed in and just curled into a ball in my seat.
I didn't care that it was hotter than hell.
I don't really care about anything anymore.
But I mean it's hard to care anymore.
Why care when no one else does?
You could spend all your time always trying to make sure someones okay.
Trying to make sure they feel loved.
Making sure you're always more than nice...
And all you'll get in return in silence and avoidance.
Almost like they don't even care.
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Damaged
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Damaged
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   JM and Nat
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