: *sends a picture of me, smiling.*
: I like the second one
: Does the smile is not fake?
: can be endured
: It's genuine. I'm stating the fact here
: Since when lies became fact?
: When i started to get hurt
: Even though you feel really excruciated and fool everyone about what you feel, you can't fool me. Maybe them but not me.
: I hate you. You always knew my shattered side. Can you see it on my eyes?
: Sometimes, but I can read between the lines more often. Maybe because I feel the same way.
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We're a good facade.
