I smile...then i laugh.
Then my laugh turns to sobs.
Then i get angry and punch my wall.
Then my knuckles bleed and i start crying again.
Then i laugh at myself for being a retard and punching things.
So I sing in the shower, then i get soap in my eyes, and i start crying.
Not because it stings, but because my heart hurts.
So I curl up in a ball, all naked and pathetic.
Then i start laughing because the water goes cold.
So i get ready for bed, and start dancing to my favorite music.
Then I trip on my rug and hit my head on my dresser.
So i start crying because i cut my foot in the process.
Then i start laughing because i can imagine what it probably looked like.
Then i start crying because i remembered everything.
Bottom line: I cry alot.
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