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Last night I had a dream that you were being a fool, and you OD'd and died. On coke, or heroin or E, I can't remember. Whats awful, though, is that I loved watching you suffer. I loved watching you realize how stupid you've been. Like righteous indignation. But you died, and I didn't want you to die. No, I wanted you to live and continue to suffer. To live every day in horrendous agony. Forever. And every painful moment, think of how stupid you were.
Whats more awful: I wish it wasn't a dream.
Whats more awful: I wish it wasn't a dream.