Sorry for act on impulse, I regret. The words run away from me, I can’t explain this sensation. I don’t know why I’m feeling this way, useless, used and completely silly.

I’m not the girl I was. Who I was? Who was in my mind? I dunno, maybe myself, the old me, the impulsive me.
But now my eyes are open. And The old mistakes, they are broken.



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