The next morning, I woke up with a heavy heart but I can't tell anyone. I can't excuse myself from everything. I feel the obligations heated my skin as soon as the sun kissed it.I have to endure another day, making myself believe that I am fine. I have to work, to socialize, to go out, to fix something, and many more. I have to do the things I don't have the will to fulfill.But nevertheless, there's nothing I can change. I'm living my entire existence carrying a heavy heart without any word anyway—I'm getting used to being not okay. And I hate it more than anyone could know.Ares' letter is slowly eating me up. Iniisip ko pa rin kung ano ang mga nakasulat doon at kung tungkol saan ngunit wala na akong kagustuhang basahin iyon. I don't know these feeling and I'm not familiar but all I can say is I hate this. I hate every single little thing about it. Na sa tuwing ipipikit ko ang mga mata ko, naririnig ko ang boses niya habang sinasabi kung gaano niya ako kagustong patayin.And it's n
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