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To Be Huged First


Why do I hug people all the time? Cause I know how it feels to feel alone. Like no one cares. That hug could've just saved their life. But what hurts the most is I don't think anyone has ever tried hugging me first. I don't think people realize how much I hurt inside. How many scars I hide. They may not exactly be fresh but they're there. Cause it's not the cuts that hurt the most but the pain that brought them on me. It burdens me to walk around with this mask upon my face when my friends can't see past the vale. I rest behind a mask, try to hide from my past yet in the end it always haunts me all these little girls try and taunt me but to be quite honest im as hollow as i can be because in the end the only one to watch my back is me. I appear to be happy when really I am drowning in my own tears. No one sees me falling to pieces. So next time someone says "What do you want for your birthday?" I will say "To be hugged first."
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nick_unicorn
This has just made my day
Longlivechey
*hug*

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