Sunday, March 16, 2014

Sometimes

I just want to run out into the street and stomp my feet on the asphalt and scream at the sky, "HE IS STILL SUPPOSED TO BE INSIDE ME, HE IS NOT EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE BORN YET, HE CAN'T BE DEAD, IT'S NOT FAIR."

It's not fair.

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