I feel as if I'm using Michael. I don't want to. He deserves to be happy. But I don't believe what he's telling me.
I don't know who I want.
I don't know what I want.
I don't know what I'm feeling.
I just don't know.
The only thing I know is, that I am going to die, sooner or later.
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