I'm hurt. I really want to say it to somebody, but who can I really trust, when the image everybody else has of me is this happy jackass that enjoys living?
I don't. I just deal with it. I enjoy being happy, but I can't be happy alone.
God damn it, I even enjoy being with Big Mike and the rest of the guys at school.
I need to be surrounded. And I want to be loved.
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