I really hate it when I have a problem, and the advice my friend would always give me is “grow up, face it”. Not all the time can I suck it up, not all the time can I smile even when i’m dying inside, not all the time can I be an adult and deal with shit. I sometimes need to break down and cry, I sometimes need to crawl under a rock and hide away from the world. 

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