It's quarter to one in the morning and im talking to coney. I cant stop crying, I dont know if its because of him or what. Somethings missing but i dont know what itis, i think im having a mental breakdown, I HATE EVERYTHING, EVERYTHING, everything.. fuck you, fuck this, FUCK IT WHY AM I CRYING? WHO DID I PISS OFF TO DESERVE THIS? I HATE YOU, I
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