So I had this dream last night. About Him. I hate it. I hate it, so much. Why in the fuck does he have to pop up and destroy my life again, but without even being here to do it. I haven't thought about him in forever. I have spoken to him in years. Why, I hate him, I have every right to hate him. So why do I have to dream about saving him, I don't
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Screw him, whatever he did.
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