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stop talking to me stop thinking about me stop being sweet to me stop calling me pretty stop calling me sweet stop treating me like i am something stop being in love with me i'm broken wrecked i'm the monster under your bed weak is what i really am and you shouldn't send me messages or try to see me stop because i'm better of alone it's not selfpitty it's only the truth only who i am i would better be off dead dead.
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Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 10:35 AM UTC
fall out of love with me
stop talking to me stop thinking about me stop being sweet to me stop calling me pretty stop calling me sweet stop treating me like i am something stop being in love with me i'm broken wrecked i'm the monster under your bed weak is what i really am and you shouldn't send me messages or try to see me stop because i'm better of alone it's not selfpitty it's only the truth only who i am i would better be off dead dead.
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Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 10:35 AM UTC
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