Moody. Depressed. Uncertain of our future. Lost. In a state of unknowing what is our tomorrow. He lost faith in me. I lost faith in myself. Everything thats planned perfectly, ruined by stupid fucking Mcdonald. My concern turn out to be a burden. Burden? Gone i shall be. Appear i will when he summons me. I just wanna love him. Perhaps I did it the wrong way. Your 21st present shall be my absence, and I'll only appear when you summons. I hate myself.
===Dead===
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