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you're turning into your father, you know. yeah. I know. didn't you tell me you would never do this? yeah. I did. then why are you doing it? I don't know. why don't you just stop I'm in too deep to stop. *that's ******** yeah. I know. you know what you're doing would break her heart yeah...I know. she would be crushed if she knew ... you know this will end badly, don't you? pretty much. you know how you're on antipsychotics? yeah? you shouldn't be drinking or smoking cigarettes or doing molly or taking dabs or cutting yourself or starving yourself or making her think you feel more than you do or-- get the **** out fine...talk to you soon.
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Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 11:35 PM UTC
a conversation with myself
you're turning into your father, you know. yeah. I know. didn't you tell me you would never do this? yeah. I did. then why are you doing it? I don't know. why don't you just stop I'm in too deep to stop. *that's ******** yeah. I know. you know what you're doing would break her heart yeah...I know. she would be crushed if she knew ... you know this will end badly, don't you? pretty much. you know how you're on antipsychotics? yeah? you shouldn't be drinking or smoking cigarettes or doing molly or taking dabs or cutting yourself or starving yourself or making her think you feel more than you do or-- get the **** out fine...talk to you soon.
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Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 11:35 PM UTC
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