To me, my life doesnt seem that bad until those nights where you just cant fall asleep and you sit up thinking and breaking down what has made you who you are and how you got there......... ... I can still remember the nights that i would wake up cryin for my mother. ... It became a cycle where things started to become less consistant. some nights my dad would cut down stories, take away playing board games. ... She told me i could see him any time i wanted becuse he would always be in my dreams and in my heart. ...

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