can't;

I can't do this any longer. I can't do this for another 20 weeks.

Nobody understands this.

I can't do it. Really,I can't.
I thought I was strong, but I'm not.
I can't handle this.




Your words don't mean anything to me anymore.
They're just not reliable anymore.

I'm sick of pretending to me satisfied. or happy.

I'm not.

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