asdadss i cry because i grew up in an abusive home with clinical depression. having a way to escape that and feel or even pretend that the love i feel is returned and is appreciated gives me joy i cannot explain. you don't know what it's like. and also, it's not like i start bawling, i just shed a tear or two. grow up.
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