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Jan 2022
i guess it's laughter,
you know that's dumb,
but when something bugs me
i joke
i laugh
i smile
i don't know what else to do?
if i'm angry enough
i'll scream
i'll cry
i'll tell you i hate you
and sigh
but that's so tiring
so i smile
i laugh
i joke
and the anger builds up,
and continues
until one day
close or far from now
i'll snap.
Writings from my teenage self
Arielle
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Arielle  31/F/Toronto
(31/F/Toronto)   
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