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I’m so sick of two-faced and lying people. Everyone around me is a liar and two-faced. I didn’t want them to fall out of my eyes, but well, they did everything they could.
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And I hate myself for choosing this person over everything and everyone, only to realize that I didn’t even matter to them as much as an ordinary friend did.
And what’s even more ironic is that my daughter’s ordinary friend cares about me more than that person does. I’m truly destroyed. Tonight is the end for me. I hope you’re happy.
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My tears are pointless.
Go take care of what you have to do. I know you love that person I don’t know, so don’t wait for me. Let go of my hand and go take care of them. At least the new one pays for things. I’m okay, everything is fine, but I don’t even know what these tears were for myself. As long as you’re okay, that’s enough. It’s too soon for you to choke yourself with trouble. I understand your situation. I’m drunk right now and I’m not myself. And I’m sorry that I always ruined your mood. Go.
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Stop lying to me. I know when you’re lying; I just don’t feel like calling you out on it.
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I wish you were here with me right now. I wish you were in my arms, not in the arms of a stranger. I wish that instead of all this pressure and pride, instead of defending him and swearing to me with lies, you had cared about me, even just a little. Then I would be the one by your side right now, not him.
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You’re different from everyone else to me.
I know that I only feel strong when I hold your hands. When I look into your eyes, my eyes fill with hearts, and when I kiss you, I feel like the happiest person in the world. ❤️
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And be afraid of the day I get tired of your act and destroy everything. I’m a destroyer.
Be afraid of the day when you mean nothing to me anymore, when even dying for me has no meaning.
Be afraid of the day when I stop pretending not to notice all the lies you tell me, just because I love you too much.
And be afraid of the moment when we finally reach the end of the road.
