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Worst things became history. Wood's left for a year and a few months. Something I used to think: I don't think I can ever fall for anyone else.
Reality: I don't think I can ever be with anyone anymore.

I'm serious, yip man, don't ask. I dont even know how to explain the shits happening in my head. I don't even know why tf am I being so fucked up just because someone wants me.

One thing's for sure: I was doing pretty well alone. Maybe there's I just couldn't be with anyone. Maybe it's not meant to be.

One day I'm gonna drown in my own thoughts alone. If one day, I couldn't take it anymore, I'm just gonna end it all.

Did you know, every step you moved forward, every time you get closer, the voices amplify. No at first they don't appear randomly out of the blue. They haunt me when the skies are dark, they try to convince me that I'm a useless piece of shit and I'm no match to you. Then slowly, they haunt me day and night, making my life miserable like I shouldn't have been born.

It exhausts me to death.