Desperate cravings 

I wish I could cry or be angry or upset as much as I want. Why can’t I?

Because I also want someone to try to console me. Make up with me.

A friend… a parent… a lover…

Anyone who will care enough to not stop just because I don’t cheer up but keep trying.

I wish I didn’t always have to be the person who gives up and makes up.

I wish I was special.

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