"I wish it wasn't just a joke.
People could call me obsessed because of this, resentful, unforgiving, repulsive, whatever. (To be honest, I don't care, and I don't mind either.)
And even though it was a year ago from now, even though it has been so long, it is what keeps me going. The words spiral around in my mind, reminding me to not give up and at the same time, remind me of the way you must see me. Pitiful. Helpless. Useless.
Therefore, I hope it was not.
No, I tell myself it was, since expectations were never a useful asset to employ and hopes for people just made them seem more vicious when these hopes became inevitably false.
So, I hope it was not a joke to you. "
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Non-FictionThis will contain thoughts of mine (duh...). The languages can differ from turkish, english and german and korean. Warning: If you don't like depressive thoughts, then some parts of this book will bore you/ annoy you. I'm not saying that every part...
