two hundred-twenty second.

dear (k)you,

slash that. this is for the little boy.

dear little boy.

i know i've said in a lot of my previous entries that that will be the last time i ever talk about you - but i end up writing about you still. like some stupid stubborn sicko.

but this time it's different. as my friend said, "i've had a change of heart", or something to that effect.

i've decided to not think of you anymore. finally. it's definitely gonna take some time. but i will try this time around.

you finally did something to make me realize that i'm deluding myself.

so for that, thank you.

and goodbye.

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