My friends are happy. I sacrificed all of my heart, my soul, all my feelings to make them happy. Everything I left for myself is pain.
"Sometimes letting you go means loving you more"
"How could you smile in spite of pain
How could you say everything's fine when you're bleeding
And how could you say you don't love him when deep inside you're dying?"
Lover of Sadness
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