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09 September 2011

Low @ 2:48 AM

Tonight, all I wanted was someone to hold my hand and tell me things were okay.
Yes, I am weak, and yes, I feel sad without reasoning, but I know that if I knew that there was someone who could accept that, someone who didn't mind the quiet and just understood what was up, that I'd snap right out of it. Instead, I sit alone in my head, contemplating and fretting and saddening without just cause.

There are nights, quite like this one, where I don't need an enabler, I just need someone to give me a little intimacy. Someone to hold my hand or just sit with me and tell me that it's okay, not every day is perfect and it's okay to be sad and feel distant everyone once in a while, I can respect it and I would like to help if I can.

This night is lonesome.
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the real deal

"I do what I can wherever I end up, to keep giving my good love, and spreading it around"

Amelia Bartlett, 18; performer, creator, student, optimist. Open-minded and looking to expand.

keep love alive.