It's been 5 years that I haven’t even talked to jeeta, the one I fell in love with. Maybe it was mutual, I'm not sure.

That jeeta visited me in my dream oh god, how miserable I am. I don’t have anybody to talk to, so I’m sharing here to feel better.

Corny randirona coming.

She and I were in one room. She said, “You’re a fraud, you never reciprocate.” I held her hand and relieved her with comfort. Later I told her we can’t be together and to just forget it. “You belong to a conservative (indian), region, and family. I can live alone what about you? You need family.” Later we just walked around the suburbs (I live in a beautiful area of jeetland—trees, clean roads, silence). We sat somewhere, and she laid her head on my shoulder and lap.

Thereafter I started smoking; she asked for one too. I didn’t feel even 1% of the seethe or copious feeling I used to get against foids. For me, she was good no matter how many imperfections. Maybe it’s a sign I’m growing up mentally. I don’t hate women anymore for being a person… but even then I knew it was just for the moment. As I said, things can’t work. I have lots of problems, along with family issues. She deserves better, she must forget me as im trying to do so.

Its been midnight, i cant forgot details, oh lord why am i like this?