maybe. maybe not.

Dear diary,

There are a million things I would like to do and get over with.

A million little things to shed some tears for.

A million little things to scream out loud.

A reason to feel alive and not vulnerable.

A reason to cry out whatever you're feeling deep down inside.

Let the tears out. Don't bottle them up. Never bottle them up.

A reason to understand your life better. To understand why some people have to be the way they are. Why some people have it easy and some don't. Why some people pretend to be alright when they really aren't coping up well.

And why some people aren't really what you thought they were.

Love, Sarah.

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