one day i aspire to tell the truth. weird aspiration, huh? will never turn into reality? that's what you think? that's what even I think... but this is the one hope that keeps me going.
i hope to tell u how i hated being alive. how i hated smiling at u. how i hated talking and pretending to listen. i couldn't care less. i wanted to throw off the cloak of pretense and tear u apart with questions that cannot be asked.
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