I'm not ok.
So stop asking.
U shud know how i feel,
u,
of all people.
I'm disappointed,
angry,
sad,
confused,
lost,
scared,
furstrated,
most importantly,
i'm hurt.
give me a valid explanation.
i need it like a smoker needs his ciggies.
how do i assure myself,
when u have nuthin better to say for yrself?
its permanent.
its sad i know.
but u can't just tatoo it on my heart and expect to walk away just like tat.
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