it was my fault.
it's always my fault.
and i'm fine with that.
there's something wrong with me.
i'm always to blame.
you say you don't hate anybody,
but i know you hate me.
maybe you don't believe in hatred,
or so you say.
but it is clear that you hate me.
i'm a fucking idiot
according to you, at least.
all i am is nothing.
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