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|| 2018/07/17 || #2 in Virtualworld All they know, is to fake. Fake this whole world. Fake this reality. ❝Elle, you... Believe me, it's not easy for me,❞ He sighed as he passed a hand in his hair nervously. ❝How can it be hard for you? You didn't have to live with amnesia. You didn't have to be given nicknames, one worst than the previous. You didn't have to struggle with the emptiness of your soul. You didn't have to count the endless days since you first woke up in a foreign place. You didn't have to listen to lies everyday, suffer the pain of betrayal, you didn't have to know the awfulness of loneliness! You didn't!❞ I replied with pure anger. He leaned closer to me, trying to grab my hand, but I pushed him away. I couldn't believe anyone anymore. They know how to ask me to trust them, but they never honor this confidence. They know how to ask me to follow them, but never explain this order. They know how to hide truths to me, but never know how to announce them. Never.
For me, DO NOT PUBLISH
