It doesn’t really matter if I’m here or not, right? It’s not like I cross your mind. “She would like this,” “she might need something like this” nothing like that. Here or not, I’m pretty invisible, right? “A hole in your heart,” how laughable. Oh well I’m a failure, ugly, stupid, useless. Even if I disappear, nothing will change. No close friends, no loved ones. Just slowly fade away and give up, how nice.