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"I don't know"
But let me clear things first before you go blaming yourself.
People are indeed imperfect and they tend to become anxious. More often than not, they blame themselves or worst, others.
The truth is I don't know.
All of it.
I don't know why can't I like you
I don't know why I doubt your feelings
I don't know why I still talk to him
I don't know why I still believe in him
I don't really know.
I'm not sure about my feelings anymore.
The truth is, I don't know what I am doin'.
I'm not sure anymore.
All of it, all of it seems to be doubtful to me.
Just like yugao flower that blooms in unexpected season.
Just like a shooting star, who can't go back to the sky.
I don't know.
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