Dear Diary,
I deserve to die.
Please put your hands around my neck and squeeze me until I'm cold and blue.
I am no better than anyone whom you would hate to tears. I am practically a Dave Vencis.
No matter who, what, when, where, whatever! I seem to destroy beautiful things, and not in the good way. I ruin, I hurt.
I am an asshole. With everything
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