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i'm sorry10:00 PM

as days pass, and we get further further apart, everything change and it feels different. even if we sit together as a clique, it feels different cause we dont talk to each other yet we still talk with the rest and me feeling as though the whole clique like falling apart because of us. not just that but the feeling of guilty inside me keep piling up as you, coming to school on and off,you got debar, your bad attendance, it happened all because of me,cause i still remembered, you told me this 'the reason i come to school, is just to see you' , and now everything come crashing down people coming to me asking about you. and you not motivated to come to school because of me, something that i never imagined it would happened this way.

after so much had happened that is really drastic as much as im feeling guilty over what had happened to you, i do feel hurt. do i really deserved that kind of name you refer me as? do you really look at me as lowly as some kind of trash that being thrown away just like that? what do you want from me? really? as much as you are hurt by me , im too hurt by you.