May the 4th.

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You have no idea how bad I wanna cut myself every single day. Everything is a trigger with you, with me. Once I said, you’re not the problem, I’m the problem for you. In the end, I didn’t make your life happier, I’m too selfish and sentimental.

So
Um

Can I set myself free?

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I’m sorry, I’m sorry.
Sorry for everything, sorry for being in this big big world.

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The worst thing is- I miss you so much at this moment. I want to talk to you so bad, your voice is the only thing will bring me to a safe place.

But I won’t. I can’t do that.
You deserve a better life with me.