Listen, babe.

I really don't know why, but seems like there's nothing works on us.

It started when I finally realized that I've been a loser for several times. I crawled. I stood up. I jumped. But all I got in return is a lot of pains. Yeah, I've died for million times. Not only me, but thousands people will stand for me against you.

Let's roll the film.

You gave me a lighter to keep once. I already gave everything inside and you took it away. I had been there for better for worse, but you turned your head. I kept you alive but you really made me wanna throw up. I wanna go but you wrapped me up. Your spells really worked, then.

But I grow up. And it takes so long to finally wake up. I'm great. I'm smart. I'm loved. So why do I have to give up ? Ideas in my head are gonna explode. I'm so grateful and I'll always be from now on. I fuckin enjoy whatever happens in my life. I'll take a bullet if it's the only way to thank God for those seconds I live and show how much I appreciate life.

Better that we're apart. My biggest hug and thanks to you for what I've done. Good side, I don't regret for anything. I miss those old days that we spread the laughter, but I have to embrace my future, which is fuckin bright. Don't call me anymore because in the end it's only yourself to stand for your typical life. Hahaha is it nice ? Or you want your very own plea to be heard ?

The End, dear. The credit starts to roll.

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