i want to die, so bad.
but I won't, I'm alive.
because of him.
he saved me, again.
always.
if it weren't for him.
I'm alr dead.
i want to thank him.
but, how i couldn't know.
he's suffering, because of me.
how did i let that happen.
because, i was only thinking about myself.
I'm selfish.
i hate myself. for making him feel like crap.
that he wasn't good enough.
but, he's literally perfect.
he's the ideal man.
my type of a man.
my baby.