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~~~ I wish that you could see the pain that I've seen and all of the times I spent being not me. I hope you know that it's not always happy in my head 'cause I don't know the perfect road to go down. But I know I'm trying my best, I'm trying my best to be okay, I'm trying my best but every day it's so hard. And I'm holding my breath, I'm holding my breath 'till I can say all of the words I wanna say from my heart~~~ -Anton Seabra- ~~~~~~~°~~~~~~~°~~~~~~~°~~~~~~~ "Ahhh..." I was woken up by the strange sounds that I didn't know where it came from. Crunching my forehead, I got up and checked the time from the small alarm clock near my bed... it's 2:30 in the morning. "Ahhh... oh, my God!" I heard it again. I blinked repeatedly as it got louder that I was fully awake. It took me a few