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I hate my life. I seriously hate it.
As much as I hate it, I don't understand why so many people can actually love me when I despise myself so much. Why do people want to be my friends? All I end up doing is hurting them. Or hurting myself...
Thank you Kelly Mac, for everything.
Party off.
As much as I hate it, I don't understand why so many people can actually love me when I despise myself so much. Why do people want to be my friends? All I end up doing is hurting them. Or hurting myself...
Thank you Kelly Mac, for everything.
Party off.