My Friends Dont Know

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She asked him to marry for the baby… as if that crap worked before…and is telling him to dump me or not see his kid. Such BS.

That I’m really as sociopolitical as I try not to be; the deprived part of me loves it, the needy part is afraid of what they’ll think.

I feel alone even around thousands of them.

I’m holding it together by the skin of my teeth.

My friends don't know...

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