shut up

If the world was ending, you'd come over right?
right? right? right? right? right?
right? stop doing it to yourself Anushka. He is gone. He doesn't like you.
You assumed that he loved you. Not everyone is like you. Stop imposing expectations. Shut up. Stop asking things. Stop. stop. stop. stop.
He has a life. A family. An aim. Himself.
No one has time for helping you deal with issues that you think matter. They don't. Because you don't think about them. You're too busy crying over your remorse.
Stop imagining. Find a pool and if you really think that the remorse is bad enough you would've killed yourself long ago. You are too scared. A coward. You will never jump off anything.
Pathetic.
What do you see when you look at yourself in a mirror?
Are you not ashamed?
Of wasting so much of everyone else's time.
Who are you to complain about how others look at you?
Isn't it your fault? It couldn't possibly be a coincidence that so many people look at you and see a pathetic human being.
Are you too proud or too scared of admitting it
What are you
You don't even know that
Shut up then
You know nothing of you or anyone else. You have no right to speak about those things. Righteous. Moral. You steal from people. Don't you dare speak now.