It doesn't take much to make me cry and I think life is better that way though I couldn't say exactly why except that tears are for more than pain. I feel guilty being sad sometimes because the world is so beautiful and I'm so lucky to be alive. That, I know, is irrefutable. What good is missing out on life's hurt if it means missing the good times, too? I'd rather be buried in the dirt than ever lose the time spent with you. Like a cliche young adult novel searching for ways to feel less awful.
Not a lot to say today, except that I feel good and I hope that you feel good too!
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