Seeing your tweets hurts the fuck out of me every single time. So I'll be on HIATUS on twitter. Maybe still active on FB, since you don't use it that much. I don't know. I feel like distancing myself from you. I don't know what you want from me. I told you how I feel bout stuffs. But you still went ahead and sigh. It wasn't bout whether you partied or not. It's the fact that you actually went out that late. And came home so late. Then complaining to me when you should've expected it to be packed since IT IS countdown. I feel like I'm nothing to you. Like my words and opinions don't even matter. Sigh I don't know. I don't know anymore.

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