"Love," that's all I wanted. Why can I not have it? Why does all the bad stuff always happen to me? I wont let anyone in or tell anyone anything. I'm always the left out one, the weird one, the 3rd wheel one. But will all this change from the new kid that all of a sudden, in the middle of my torture come? Will I open up and feel more safe? Will I be free from this torture? Will I?
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