when i read about your unhappiness, i become unhappy too. not because i feel bad for you, or because i want to fix you, but because your malcontent genuinely infects my heart like an insidious malady.
but i can't stay away.
because i still care for you. and it's still killing me.
i'm so sorry.
god, this shit's angsty as fuck
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