It happens, I can't help it. BFF and TacoJohn hate that phrase, hate when I say I can't help something, but sometimes it really is true. And sometimes crying just makes me feel better. It works for a lot of people, but my gays just don't like it - the crying I mean. At worst it makes them uncomfortable and at best they simply tolerate it if we are already on the phone when the waterworks start.
This song, for some reason, always gets me. It really seems to sum up my relationship with Coach, for the most part. I spent so long and worked so hard to get in, and it got me no where. And it hurts. And sometimes when you hurt, crying eases it a little. Enjoy.
Ally Burnett "We Would Have Broken Up Once You Heard This Song Anyway"
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