Turn it OFF.

Sorry. Coz I choose to turn it off.

And honestly, I really don't like to see her comments. But I still see it. And it makes me sick.

This month is going to be tough for me. I cried last night. But nobody knows. Which is good.

I turn it off. I run away. Break away.

Sorry. This is really hard.

You won't understand.

Of course you won't. As I don't even tell.

Am really sorry...

Bye. NW.