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Turns out. i'm dead inside.
All it took was a picture and im done. I hate this so freaking bad, making up this world just to pass the time im here. forget it im done. i'll pass the outcome of life can't be rewarding enough to have to deal with this ever single day. i quit.
I love him still.... i always will. but i can't speak to him to tell him this, and his picture kills a part of me everytime i see it. I'm through.
All it took was a picture and im done. I hate this so freaking bad, making up this world just to pass the time im here. forget it im done. i'll pass the outcome of life can't be rewarding enough to have to deal with this ever single day. i quit.
I love him still.... i always will. but i can't speak to him to tell him this, and his picture kills a part of me everytime i see it. I'm through.