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April 22, 2011
Once upon the time..
!@#$%^&*!!!!!!!!!!!!
F**k you, F**k you, F**k you. I felt like crying for being so naive. You must hate me. You do. It's pathetic of me to admit that. That way I just ignored you, maybe the stupid itch in my chest would somehow go away.
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