why do i have to be the only one who seems to care? picture the happiest, bubbliest, weirdest, funniest carefree girl with blonde hair who seems outgoing, well thats me. well not me- it's the act. so if i told someone the truth. the full on truth. that the darkness has me. they would think im joking. because that's not the type of person they think i am. how am i meant to talk about it. i cant.
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