Today.

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Today. 

Shit went down.

And it's not my fault.

It's not your fault.

It's not her fault.

I guess only 2 of my readers will get this.

But.

I have feelings.

Kind of.

But.

You don't realize I was hurt too.

And that's the issue.

"wake me up when you know i'm not okay"

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