Reassurance

I'm only doing what needs to be done; saying what needs to be said. Life isn't fair so why should anything else be? Life isn't easy either; I'm alive, so that should explain why everything seems hard.
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I don't know if I feel like I'm shaking down to the core because of all the coffee I drank, because I have a mid-term on Wednesday, because I can't sleep, or because of something deeper. I'm going to believe it's the cold. The weather is always something reliable to talk about when you have nothing else safer to say.

"Please don't make me cry."