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Just great how I can't have a peaceful breakfast anymore with my family without ending up losing it. They are just over the top, which is a good and bad thing all at once. I mean look what the influence got me to admit? That secret was supposed to stay with me to the grave, but I've laid it open and yes, mom will say honesty is the rays to the right path, but I do not feel guided on the right part at all.
Something buzz in my hand, it was confusing and took me a second to acknowledge the mobile phone I was holding, and then my eyes slid to the side, finding my foot bare against the hot pavement.
Bloody hell, it's scorching, impulsively goading me to shuffle on my toes.
It bloody hurts. I was crying already, so adding more sorrow to my tears was alright.
Just great! It's a good
