"Hey!" she said as she responded to the hug.
"Who's this?" her sister inquired, with a slight air of suspicion.
"This is
Ouch. That's not how I'd introduce someone that I considered a friend and confidant.
This entry feels a bit butt-hurt by that one.
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Why is it that the one place I should feel safe it always seems like the scariest place to be? Why is it that one person who should cheer me up the most makes me cry the most ? How is it that one person I should feel most comfortable talking to won't listen to me? What should I do that the person who made me feel safe and happy and I was comfortablle to talk to is gone? If I get throught this will it make me stronger? What if I don't get through it? If I can't will make much of a difference since everything I do falls on deaf ears? Why should I feel so much pain and heartbreak wgen I hear them cry? Why does everything cause pain? Is it possible to die if you lose the will too live? Is that how I'll die heartbroken and miserable?
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