i'm so fucking weird. i just can't understand what's wrong with me.
THEY. DON'T. EXIST. GET. THE FUCK. OVER. IT.
i'm over it. and i'm not. how it could be possible? why do i think this way? why does it keep bothering me?
i hope it'll be through in a couple of days. i wish. IT'S JUST NEED TO BE THROUGH.
even breathing is hard. i can't take it. that's too much.
why does the book bother me? why do they bother me? why does he keep bothering me?
he's not real.
stop pretending he's real.