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I fucking hate you. I do, I really do hate you now.
I did all to see things you want. I loved you endlessly in spite and because of your flaws, insecurities, mistakes. I knew all these things about you, that you're insecure about your smile and that you love underwear and pens and pretty eye shadows.
I did all these things for all the right fucking reasons and this is where I ended up: on the outside, with no explanation and an abandonment complex. You broke all your promises to me.
You are a liar.
You were my reason to breathe, even when I didn't have anything else. I loved you so entirely. I did, and it was entirely platonic, unlike some who creeped you out. Why do they still retain your affections?
you said I was your favorite, that you'd never leave me.
You fucking lied.
and I hate you. I do, I really do hate you now.
I did all to see things you want. I loved you endlessly in spite and because of your flaws, insecurities, mistakes. I knew all these things about you, that you're insecure about your smile and that you love underwear and pens and pretty eye shadows.
I did all these things for all the right fucking reasons and this is where I ended up: on the outside, with no explanation and an abandonment complex. You broke all your promises to me.
You are a liar.
You were my reason to breathe, even when I didn't have anything else. I loved you so entirely. I did, and it was entirely platonic, unlike some who creeped you out. Why do they still retain your affections?
you said I was your favorite, that you'd never leave me.
You fucking lied.
and I hate you. I do, I really do hate you now.