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Apr 2020
i can hear you...

i can hear you complaining about me to your coworkers

i can hear you talking **** about me

see, i never ask you anything because of this

because you don't have time for me.


i'll just cry myself to sleep.

it's too late to eat now.
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eli  15/Gender Questioning/----
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