Apr 23
I am apathetic to the point of exhaustion. I know I loved you at some point, but I'm not sure if I even can anymore. This is terrible. It will be terrible for you when I leave. I never asked to be a fag. I never asked for any of this at all.
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I am apathetic to the point of exhaustion. I know I loved you at some point, but I'm not sure if I even can anymore. This is terrible. It will be terrible for you when I leave. I never asked to be a fag. I never asked for any of this at all.
How do I look at this girl I love and stay around knowing that I’m going to kill her? That she’s going to kill me? How do I look at her knowing we will end in flames? How do I look at her knowing she’s the reason I started writing poetry again?