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September 2009
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January 2012
February 2012

I never wanted to screw things up so badly. I'm so sorry.
I didn't think of the consequences, I didn't think of you first.
Being selfish came so naturally. I'm scared.
Am I ruining our friendship?

Why do I need you so badly?
I can't stand myself.
I wish you could read me, you could understand me.
Suddenly I wish you were reading this.

WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO? YOU OWE ME NOTHING.
BUT I OWE YOU SO MUCH. TOO MUCH.
Depression spreads. I hate myself.
I imagine bonds as ropes. They're snapping.
I don't wanna fall.















I can't even make contact with you anymore.
You find it weird talking to me in person,
and you worry about your stupid fucking phone bill
(which isn't much of an issue since you take ages to reply nowadays)
AND you are almost never online.


"If it's just for fun, then not everyday".
I definitely don't talk to you everyday.
If I did, would I still be breaking?







I don't wanna take Chem O anymore.
I don't wanna take physics O anymore.
I don't wanna be me.