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Being a part of something, somehow makes me feel alive. At some point, I admit. I am not strong anymore. I need someone to take care of me. But things happen and tragedy change our lives. I don't have that expression anymore. I don't need anyone to take care of me, cause we all know that relationships end up with breakup and cold blooded feelings despite to things. I happen to be strong, brave and full of emotions. But it seems to be wrong. Should I be jealous? Should I be upset? Should I get mad? I dont think so. Cause that is just not me. xx