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Fucking bastard doesn't even know. No, scratch that. Doesn't even care how much he's fucking hurt me. I literally feel as though a part of me has died. And to make matters worse, I can't get rid of that part of me. I have to drag it around as dead weight wherever I go.
I wish I could just die and then I wouldn't have to feel this anymore....
I wish I could just die and then I wouldn't have to feel this anymore....