Twat. Shit. Fuck. Why is it I ruin everything. I was going to send her my journal, as sporadic as it may be to explain me. But me, myself, I? It's a joke, a mess. Eugh. I've been destroyed today. Forever infact. If it doesn't kill me we'll be better off. Like two ships sailing across the ocean opposite ways. I did love her, she was just too much.
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