Wasn't I the fool to think I was through with you? Yet after all these years you still send your demons after me. I write this in anger for once, not in my usual self loathing. Fuck you. Fuck you. And fuck you especially. I'm tired of the memories of you ruining my life. I am sick of your voice, I am sick of your presence, I am sick of your control
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*muah* and big hugs!
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