bruh ever since reading the first chapter i thought that there will be no way that i could somehow relate to the mc nor symphatize with him but ever since the previous chapter, DAMN never have i felt like i could use the newly formed gaping hole in my heart as a fleshlight
Am I supposed to be happy I can't to relate to mc as much as some other people here. Or should I be happy that I can read this without my heart crumbling apart as I do it. Idk, I've always been quite fine with the person I being with someone else. I might be a bit sad and all but I wouldn't ever show it since I'm pretty good at keeping a false smile when I need to. And especially when I know that I myself haven't done anything to try to bring myself together proactively I just blame myself for not trying essentially. I mean yeah he did go out a lot during the summer but to me that doesn't count. It's leaving it up to chance again. Well that ended up way longer than I expected. Planned to just have the 2 first sentences at first.