I don't feel so good right now. It's not even the exams that's the cause of it. From one message, I extrapolated how things actually stand and I end up feeling like this. Like I can't breathe and my brain is just frozen with this whole mess. I just want my life back without you in it, please. Because everything feels like it's got your influence on it. And I hate that. I honestly don't care anymore. Evey time I think about it, my conviction gets a whole lot stronger and I get the guts to end it. Things are always the best at the start, then somewhere along the way, people begin to care less and less. I seriously wish I hadn't read so many books sometimes, because they've obviously screwed with my expectations and my insight into the male mind. Because it never happens in real life does it? My expectations, despite everything, are so low that sometimes I wonder if this is actually something real.

How much do you truly care? Show me, just once. So I'd be convinced.

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