"Or you could just smile right." I huff, but then he's hugging me and I break. I go limp against him and I press my forehead to his shoulder and I'm so tired of crying, but I can't make it stop. I don't think this is how I'm supposed to be, either of me.
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Date: 2012-04-17 02:08 pm (UTC)