It's sunday. Things are bad. Nothing is right, and i fear that it will never be right again. I cant stand that things ended up this way. I got so fucked.
You fear of things ending in a bad way, but why all of the sudden do you care? Like last week to me it seemed like you didnt care at all. Sometimes I don't understand what we are or were. We are perfect for eachother sometimes, but then again when I look at it were not.
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