All I can do now is to pity my own self and just let all the things that had happened be accepted as time passes by. It's like laughing with all your might under the pouring rain when you know it's sickening already. It's like pretending that everything's gonna be okay, that everything's gonna be worth fighting for.
Next time, I'll be giving up. Just give me few more days to load up with this lonely battle.
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