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how could you be so pompous? how could you be so full of yourself? you did this to me, and yet you blame me. it is not my fault, your ignorance has created this divide. i am not mad at you for your ignorance, rather for your assumed superiority. this is your fault and your problem. killing the messenger every time this happens will not cure you. your problem goes much deeper, you have a diseased heart, and thinking that befits an angry child. i feel sorry for you. i wish you could have seen the truth. the truth about me, the truth about you, and the truth that others can see. you need to grow up, and maybe then you will realize what is up and what you gave up.