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He doesn't know . Everytime I'm sad , he doesn't know . He only knows when I'm happy . Or perhaps sometimes when I'm happy , he doesn't know too . He doesn't know anything about me . He can't see through my fake smiles , fake texts . He can't see my sorrows . He doesn't realise things about me until people asks me if I'm ok . He doesn't realise anything bout me until someone said smth . He won't realise and he doesn't realise and it seems like he never will and he never knows . It seems like he doesn't like me at all. Yes he don't . Why does it just feel like he gives me false hopes or was it just me ... I guess it's just me ...

This moment. 040314.

That period of time where you just want to shut the doors on everyone and just cry it all out alone in your own room. That moment when you just don't want to text anyone . That moment where you feel like you're annoying to everyone . That moment when you just break down when someone just stop replying you. That moment when you just feel like picking up something sharp and your wrist starts calling out your name. If only i can just take up any sharp material now but i can't . I want to stop cutting yes i said i would it's so tempting all i could only do is to cry it all out . I want to shout so badly.