point.

Why are these tears falling?

Stupid girl.

I promised myself I wouldn't...

I've been trying with all my entirety to be strong, going beyond the limits of my pain threshold. This has become too much to bear. I don't know how long I can remain like this...


I've tried my best to brush off all that you do to me, but... I'm too weary to continue this madness. I've given up in trying to protect myself. Just deal the finishing blow and end me.

How much farther must I fall before I hit the bottom?

Why, why the hell is he doing this to me?

Just be straight-forward. Don't just abandon me like this.

At least tell me what went wrong.

I thought he was better than this. We've both tasted the same pain. I thought he understood.

But I was so fucking wrong.

And look at me now. I'm a pretty mess aren't I?

It's taking all of my effort to keep myself together.

My pain. My sweet private pain.

I... was a fool to open my heart again. I should've known better.

Stupid girl.

Look at yourself now... sleeping on tear drenched pillows. Walking with a stolen smile, devoid of any real emotion, wearing a shattered heart taped together by false hope. You've become nothing more than a puppet. A filthy marionette. Controlled by him...

You fool.

Indeed. I've forgotten everything I've learned and stupidly fell in love.

And now I'm falling...

falling...

falling...

not into the welcoming arms of a lover, but Misery.

I suppose I should make do with what I have.

Whatever it takes to survive...

even if it's pathetically.