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I hurt, inside and out. So much.
I'm crying, and I feel like I'm never going to stop.
Hate.
You can deny it, you can lie about it, but it's there. I'm not even a friend to you anymore. That hurts more than anything. You promised we'd be friends no matter what. I still love you, and that hurts.
I don't know what to do with myself.
I feel like throwing myself off a building, or in front of a car.
It's my night off, maybe I'll plan out my escape.
I hate my life. Nothing ever gets better.
I'm crying, and I feel like I'm never going to stop.
Hate.
You can deny it, you can lie about it, but it's there. I'm not even a friend to you anymore. That hurts more than anything. You promised we'd be friends no matter what. I still love you, and that hurts.
I don't know what to do with myself.
I feel like throwing myself off a building, or in front of a car.
It's my night off, maybe I'll plan out my escape.
I hate my life. Nothing ever gets better.