loath it. so loath it. you have no idea how used i feel. fucking motherfcuking used. im not mad. im just left in such a confusion that left me stammering and hold back my words and bluntly make myself look like a fool. can he just explain to me what the fcuk he wants? what's his purpose of doing this to me? i'm laughing at myself now. whore whore whore. you slut. :)
depressed. why bother make ourselves depressed. end of the day, i can't sleep. feeling fuck. why make like so hard. life... it's not simple already. it's way too complicated. no one would want someone too complicated. haha! make their life too hard. life is already hard for all of us. won't think too much about it. migraine's not gonna get me anywhere but just further confusion in my decisions and my thoughts.
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