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…I just don’t want to meet you.
…I just don’t want to listen to you though I have my flaws.
…I don’t want to force myself to do things which I am not comfortable with.
…I don’t want to know where I have done wrong because I know I can never be right to you.
…I don’t want to talk, because I cannot “bertolak-ansur” with you.
…I wish I don’t have to do pleasantries, because then I am being fake.
Eff la, I don’t want to meet you but you’re back and I have to handle that whole emotional stupidity even if the stupidity is myself.