maybe i pretended too much that i've covered myself up. too late to recover all that. but looking forward, truth be told. no more pretending to be happy. when i'm sad i'm sad. dark days seem to have no end. the sun seems indifferent. and everyday is just the same. intrinsic in life and love is sadness. everything bad is attracted to one another. one heralds the arrival of another. stopping at nothing it grips you till you're out of breath. go ahead! suffocate me. see if i'd care.
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