It's summer again... I should be happy. But... I'm sad. I don't even know what I want anymore... What if... I think, if that's true then... I probably shoudn't... Even if that is true then... What, am I scared? ... I am scared. It's not like I don't want that, it's just... It's scary... Still. I don't think we should... I just want... I want nothing more than... ... What am I even talking about? It's probably not even true anyway. So I don't have to worry... But I don't know if... What if I mess up again... ... I'll mess everything up and... I want to try. But... I'm scared. ... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for disappointing you again. I don't deserve anything more, than I already have. So, stop. Forget about me. ... I'm sorry.

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