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Certain people need to grow up and let the past be the past. This is the last mention of you from me. I just wanted to say that I'm glad to know I still bother you so much. Honestly, you mean nothing to me. You're fat, ugly, and so far beneath me. You always have been, and you always will be. You can either accept it and move on with your pathetic existence, or you can continue to live in your little delusional world and cut yourself like a pathetic little girl who doesn't know how to handle life whenever reality creeps in. Well, we both know which you're going with, and while I appreciate your efforts to entertain me by showing off what a worthless cunt you really are, I'm sorry to say that I don't care enough to notice.
Love me or hate me, you're still thinking of me. <3
Love me or hate me, you're still thinking of me. <3