After taking an AP test, not feeling well, I’ve had to pick up and lift a bunch of equipment and endure while the person I love is telling me that I’m a bad person.

It breaks my heart because I guess we’re not meant for eachother like I thought we were.

You care about being good with your friends more than me. Some friend he is.

I don’t know why you ask me what’s wrong when you don’t want the answer.

I’d rather die.

I’ll have no one.

I can’t remember the last time my heart hurt this bad. I feel like I’m dying.

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