Yung sakit sa ulo na dulot mo, para siyang nung high school ako tapos gising ako magdamag kaka-computer, tapos maliligo ako diretso at magbibilad sa araw. Sana tumigil na kayo. Nag-usap na kami ng mahal mo. I'm no angel, but I'm trying to be nice.

Layunin niyo bang paiyakin ako araw-araw.

Tama na, utang na loob. We all just want to move forward.

Luluhod pa ba ako sa asin? Livestream ko ba.

Hindi kakausapin, ayaw akong tantanan. Aawayin, hindi matatakot. Nung huli naman tayong nag-usap, wala namang bahid ng pangangaway yun ah. Naglabas lang ako ng  hinanakit.  Hindi ko rin binago yung naratibo para ipalabas na anghel ako at sobrang naapi.

Hihingi ng tawad, may halo pa ring panunumbat. Tama na. If you're sorry, then just say you're sorry and go. Once is enough. I don't wish anyone death, but I don't need the unnecessary details. I don't care if you could've messaged sooner because either way, it's unwanted.

People are just trying to move on. Never kang dumapo sa isip ko ngayong araw na 'to, but here you are. Don't you have better things to do?

Ano bang gusto niyo, is it your plan to drive me to kill myself? Kasi hindi ko na kinakaya teh. When that Twt mess happened, I was going through our text exchange during that last time I overdosed that's why it really wasn't a good time. Of course, I won't go around parading that

But here we are. I'm dumping these here kasi I don't want to tell you. Longer messages lead to longer conversations.

And I just need to get this out.