.

Yh why can't you give up and move on. He doesn't give shit anymore so fuck it.
Stop having stupid break downs.
Stop getting affected by him.
You wanted to run, so go. 

With this face?
This fucked up mood?

He doesn't even care!!' 

I hate living. It's a paradox. You want to do good. You want to be good. You see how people described relationships. You swear not to be those fucking cheaters. You try your best. You give all your heart. You end up, half dying. Wanting to die but have to live. And you have to smile and not be that emotional shit in daily life. Because, PEOPLE HAVE TO ASK. So you give your biggest smile. You try to save whatever that's left. You try to improve that thing you want to protect. And you continuously get stabbed.

It's fucking perfect.

He said he'll give up if I did betrayal things. I didn't. I swear I didn't. He knows what was going on with me. Why can't he just let it go. Why do a person destroy another like this. Why

Sincerely. I wish I die young.
Young as in maybe tomorrow. Everyday's a good day to die. Right?

Let's end it. End all the pain.