I don’t know why I changed my theme. I don’t usually change my theme that often. I guessed I was bored and mentally exhausted. I feel pressured, but I have no idea why I am. I mean, everything’s pretty much going on fine with my life, save a few exceptions, I have a secure home, a pair of incredible parents, a circle of lovable friends, updated social sites, okay grades, and even working on a story for Love, M, but I feel something nagging at me all the time. I know I’ve said this too many times for you or my pleasure, but I feel like a huge failure. I feel as if I’ve violated a rule to make my life a perfect one and now it’s crumbling down behind my ears, mocking in my exasperation and sorrow. Not only have I failed myself, I’ve failed everyone else around me too. And I’m sorry. I know I’ve posted something similar to this in Tumblr, but I feel as if I’ve not apologised enough. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry if I made your life a living hell and I’m sorry if I irked you till you have the urge to incapicitate me everytime you see me. I don’t know what I’ve become, but I know something’s not right. I’m not going eM0, but I feel…distracted. See, even my sense of vocabulary is deteriorating. I’ve told many lies to many people, despite my personal principles, and I know some people hate being lied to, so I’m sorry. I’m sorry for everything. This wasn’t what I’d intended to present to the world, but there it is.
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