No. I do not tell stories. I have never blown anything out of proportion. I have not lied to save myself, may be for others. I never lied to you before that fateful day.
I am tired of making myself come back to the same spot. Fuck! I do not want this for me. I never wanted this for me. I am doing well. I want to keep that in mind. I am doing fine. I have to believe this. I have to believe this if i have to uphold this pretension of sanity.
I do not know if you are in pain or not, or is this is just a mere halt in your game, but i sympathized. I tried to. I wanted to tell you that things will be fine. I wanted to tell you a lot of things, but what did i get out of it? Pain again. Feeling of self-contempt.
I am not doing this EVER again. I will not pay notice to you. I thought we were friends, but you proved me wrong again. The likeness ends. Life presents you a new turn, even if you think you have been down that road before.
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