Another Black day \\ Church Door (2005) Dois Portos, PT


What to do when you find out that something you thought it was real it's fake?
Or to be more specific, I thought someone was something, I deep believed it, and more I know the person, more I know it's fake, and fake. I swear that I thought I was different, what we had was different. But apparently I was wrong.

It's something that's bothering me, and more time I let it go, worse I feel about. I don't want to deal with it, and with the person. All this gives knots in the stomach. I find myself not wanting to do things that I usually enjoy.

I'm just tired of this.

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