Humans are so predictable. Because there's a way to see, we'll see. There's a way to take, we'll take. Even though we know it's going to hurt, we'll still do it anyway.
So I'm hurt, again. I can't take it anymore. Really can't, it's kind of too much. It's not like I'm not trying, I tried.
Therefore, I'm running away. Again.
I wish you would think before you say/write things which is definitely going to hurt me. It may seem pleasing to another's ears/eyes, but they're like knives stabbing through me.
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