I feel that...I feel that I should go ahead and just do the things that makes me happy, say the things I've been dying to say, without giving a shit about what people think, without worrying about the consequences I have to face. But if all these were at the expense of another person's happiness, I'd rather not. I haven't been through the worst times, but I don't have to go through the worst times to know how it feels to be betrayed and broken and lost and sad. I wouldn't want that on anyone, because I know how it feels. And it hurts. It hurts so bad you wished you were dead.
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