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Nov 2012
Why is there so much hate between us?
So much spite.

All we ever do is fight.

I don't know what to do without you,
but you're fine.

You tell lies about me all the time.

I'd do anything for you, you know.
You hate me.

One day I'll ******* die, and you'll see.

Please just stop playing games with my head.
I love you.

That's a lie. ****, I wish you were dead.
Tessellate
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Tessellate
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