Sorry, God, I failed you, and I failed myself at the end.
It's impossible for him to know the weight, responsibilities, and consequences of ones actions.
He is unable to put himself in my shoes.
To him, I'm always the bad guy.
God, were you trying to test me? Or just toying with me?
No, sorry, I take it back. He's the one doing that.
Yes, I'm very sad, and very, very tired. Tired of wasted efforts.
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