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yeah.

the feeling where you tried but it just doesnt work out. 

i've been trying to be happy and nice but i guess i've tried to hard to please you.

it took me a while to figure that out but that night i just sat there and thought about it: what the fuck was i doing. 

what the fuck was i thinking I'm just sitting there listening to you talk, being interested when you don't even care how i'm getting along. 

its okay though, i don't hate you for it cause i know you've been through shit as well. you once cared, and i'm forever grateful for that. 

and i'm happy now, i wish you the best and hope you'll soon feel loved as i do now.