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I hate this day for the pitiful meaning it stands for. I'd rather be burned as a witch than have someone look at me with love in their eyes this day. It is a day of bleak desolation Nothing more. All the anger and hate inside swells to twice its size leaving no trace of happiness and joy whatever that is. Leave me alone, or face the demon.
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Feb 14, 2019
Feb 14, 2019 at 12:55 PM UTC
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I hate this day for the pitiful meaning it stands for. I'd rather be burned as a witch than have someone look at me with love in their eyes this day. It is a day of bleak desolation Nothing more. All the anger and hate inside swells to twice its size leaving no trace of happiness and joy whatever that is. Leave me alone, or face the demon.
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Feb 14, 2019
Feb 14, 2019 at 12:55 PM UTC
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