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[nanasita]

You make me hate myself. I wish I could hate you. I hate the person I have become. I hate not being reliable. I hate that no one can count on me. I hate that I am now, because of you, a liar too. (groan....oh look, rhyming poietry.)

I wish that I would get hit by a bus.

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[marikkita]

have you told him this? actually told him??