The problem with being a pseudo adult, and living together, and social media and following each other is that there isn’t a private place that i can go to when i’m tired and feeling sorry for myself. sometimes i just want to vent and be melodramatic in a very small way and not worry that friends and lovers will see. how… how i deal with this type of ‘problem?’
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