What a good start to my semester.
Feeling used. Maybe i'm thinking too much. But i've fulfilled my role as a friend, as a classmate.
I've kept to my words, and did what you wished.
Yet you wanted more.
More and more.
I've voiced my displeasures.
But a leopard never changes its spots.
History of Sem 1 repeats.
I have enough of it.
I'm sick of it.
Yes. UTTERLY THOROUGHLY SICK.
To the extend i'm starting to regret choosing this path.
I demand peace.
Leave me alone.
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