Its okay that you will never understand me. Its okay I can never undestand you. Its okay that no one will know how I feel. Its okay if people find it hard to relate to this. Its okay, that I given up all hope. Its okay, I will no longer talk this to you. Its okay, that I will never listen to you. Its okay, that I don't believe the reason "because he is older". Its okay that you know, I will dissapear if you leave soon. Its okay, I have given up. Its okay, for me to not mention this to you anymore. Its okay, that I accepted my own fate. Its okay, that I will never agree with you. Its okay.
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