

BetrayedBetrayal. It's the only word I can use to describe this. It's the only thing I've felt for the last several days, weeks, months, years. Am I just being irrationally insecure? Do the things that haunt me most exist only in my mind? I fear that I am the cause of my own depression. I know I am. But I know I can't do anything about it. It's far too late. I'm destined to sulk alone in the darkness for a long time. I'll put on a mask when I'm with friends. I'll play it cool when I need to. But deep inside I always feel it. And it only gets worse. When will it stop? When will this uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my soul die and allow me to be haBetrayed
Pika-Gary
Thank you so much for the
Im so sorry I reply you so late
Greez
Miya
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If the ocean was Vodka, and I was a duck,
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