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you have to understand that I don’t fucking understand what’s going. I am sorry there are some days I wake up and I cry because I didn’t die in my sleep, other days I wake up excited and ready to start my day, other days I wake up angry. I don’t know why I’m like this, well I do but I don’t understand the way it comes and I can’t just tell you the night before what its gunna be. I’m sorry. I told you in the beginning I’m fucked up you chose to stay. I’m sorry I make you so angry sometimes. I understand why. I don’t understand why you don’t leave if you’re not happy. Maybe your comfortable with the days I’m happy and I hide my depression with a smile and fake laughs. Maybe you love the idea of me? How you can treat me how ever you want and I’ll still be here because I’ve never known a love that wasn’t emotionally abusive. I’m sorry I’m not happy, and that makes you unhappy. I’m sorry when I can’t tell how I’m acting. I’m sorry for my manias. I’m sorry my heart was broke into a thousand fucking pieces and you’re still struggling to find them all. I’m sorry I can’t look at you right now without wanting to cry. I’m sorry I don’t fit in with your friends.