Why is it that I am always single on Valentine’s Day?
Despite the fact that I am currently in a relationship, it appears as if this year will be no exemption.
I’m afraid that the gut feeling I’ve had this whole time will not be proven wrong. I always knew that someday, this day will come. Well, someday came suddenly.
Torture. I have a feeling that when I wake up, things still won’t be alright. I am preparing myself for the worst. I can’t have a repeat of the last time. I can’t afford it.
I just want to die but at the same time I am really just strategizing on what to do now.
Fuck me. Fuck me. Just fuck me.
Love is an illusion. Why was I such a fool? Why did I fall for it again? Love isn’t real like….. Why did I actually believe it was again?