I’m not the one that I pretend to be.

How much is friendship worth? For me – it’s invaluable. But I’m only human, weak creature guided by various needs. Desire of fulfillment, happiness or love. Put to the test, I fail. I’m weak.
I’ve betrayed, let down, hurt, and what’s worse – it’s not even the end of hurting. I’m afraid everything has just started. There will be more of that.
And I tried so hard.
I’m hopeless.
I’d like to scream, tell everything to the world but I can’t. I can’t.

I’m not the one that I pretend to be.

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