It was suppose to be somewhere private where I can vent my frustrations. Why is he invading it? I just want somewhere where I can really say anything. It’s so irritating. He will never be the kind of guy I want to marry. Highly highly impossible.
It hurts so much knowing that I’m a burden to everyone. I’m doing my best but I guess it’s just not enough.
Politics everywhere. What the hell. Thought you can trust someone but apparently not.
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